Run For It (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Minglo]
Huh
All I know is money homie, you ain't got no cash out
.40 on my chain, it ain't a thing, Minglo stand out
Glo Gang, we tatted up, b*tch, it's time to bring them bands out
Big money, two seats, what the f*ck yo mans 'bout?
Blow it so fast, woudl've thought, I brought them bands out
If she f*ckin' me then she gotta f*ck my mans now
Man, I swear it's goin' down ZaZa smoke by the pound
It's so hard to keep me down 'cause I smoke a lotta loud
Minglo yeah I got it now
Catch me in yo projects, nah
I be outta town and now
Ballin' in they outta bounce
80 in my denim, only when we're chillin'
Chillin' with Glo Gang b*tch
We just valley living

[Chorus: Minglo]
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n*gga like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Choppеr hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n*gga
I lay a n*gga down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
[Verse 2: Terentino]
Off white Scat pack, policе can't catch me
Flyin' up and down the block with 3 b*tches with me
I got b*tches turnt off molly, liquor store for Henny
Come on b*tch you know wassup
Gon' gon' hit the cup
Double G jacket on, paid like 2 bucks
Palms angel jacket on with some white ones
Baby, if you think I'm trickin', got the wrong one
Own crib, own car, I got it off the mud
My n*ggas, they ain't got it all, you play with me you dust
Chick-fil-A cups filled up with mud
Quartier watch on, this b*tch hit in the dark
Me and Glo spent 100k, I don't carry no ones

[Chorus: Minglo]
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n*gga like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Chopper hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n*gga
I lay a n*gga down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n*gga like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Chopper hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n*gga
I lay a n*gga down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
[Verse 3: Capo]
n*gga owe me money better run Forrest, run
Tweakin' with the Glo better have yo gun (Bang bang)
Doowop, he too thirsty, man, he shoot for fun
f*ckin' up them checks, f*ckin' up the funds
Same thang, thangs hang, glizzy bang bang
I ain't never had sh*t but I maintain (Nah, nah)
Stomp a n*gga out like mane Caine (Meance II Society)
Ayy, Minglo pull up in a black 'Rarri (Skrt, skrt)
b*tch, these Balmains on me, they ain't no Ed Hardy
Yo b*tch ain't tryna suck us then she can't party (Nah, nah)
Smokin' OG, sippin' lean (Dope, drink)
Mansions, cars, my biggest dreams the biggest thing

[Chorus: Minglo]
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n*gga like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Chopper hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n*gga
I lay a n*gga down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run