Run It (Logic Remix) lyrics

by

Infinite


[Intro]
Literally in the kitchen right now, in the kitchen
It's about to get nasty
Real real nasty
They asking who a n*gga think he really is tell them hoes please don't ask me

[Verse 1]
King of the town
Slinging it bringing the sound
Freaking it speaking it taking a pound
Breaking it down like a gun range, fire rounds
Tell these hating ass n*ggas just to move around
I heard the ladies never chill that's when you around
Oh, my flow tonto
f*ck the fact this song just started I kill it pronto
December twenty fifth tell them b*tches, check the barcode
My third eye open hoes watching me like I'm Narcos
Dream is bigger than Darko
I said f*ck college I'm trying to get rich tomorrow
I got a few styles I've created n*ggas can borrow
Bet they know the drill by now just like Chicago
Yo, I roll dolo I face it and drive slow
The say that I should be on them like I know
Kick the sh*t out instrumentals they claiming it's Tai-Bo
Ain't nobody fly as this, out here lifeguarding saving lives and sh*t
Be smart don't you drink and drive the whip
I give a rest in peace to Haeley hope you smile at this
Shoutout to Magruder, hope you n*ggas vibe with this
Tell the truth man I could never lie with this
Heard they hating tell them n*ggas don't try with this
b*tch I'm so high I could touch the sky with this
I just copped the 8's got me feeling like Mike n*gga
And swimming in the party f*ck I look like tryna fight n*ggas
In 2011 I was freestyling with Logic
I did the Filmore this year and it was popping
n*ggas said get them so I told them that I got them
Now that I got it n*ggas wanna act like it's a problem
f*ck it, it's all good
If i don't stunt on n*ggas then who the f*ck is gon do it
Looking at a mountain like f*ck it i'm got move it
And i'm winning on these n*ggas I never enjoyed losing
Future voice, where the f*ck was you at
I chip the fronts then I had to get the tooth back
I went to Cali hit LA then I flew back
Fell out with some n*ggas tryna screw me out a few stacks
Gimme that gimme that, I want it all tell them to gimme that
Hot Sudety chick with a hot Sudety ass
I'm tryna get a jet and the house that Diddy has
I ain't talked to God in so long, f*ck it let me ask
I pray to god that these n*ggas know I'm about to run sh*t
If you hating on me then you really on some dumb sh*t
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