JUMPGANG - Run It Lyrics

I'm in a whole nother league, I'm on a whole nother speed, I'm on a whole nother level
You ain't catchin up to me You ain't gotta hold out on me, keep it G
We don't hold court in courts we keep it in the streets
I ain't no good, but bae I'm good at what I do, I be on the run, on the move
Tell em' come and catch me like the flu
I'm good but I ain't never good on you
Let me put this wood in your fireplace, let me use your purse for my firearm
I ain't feel I wanna go outside today, I ain't on that bullshit, that be on
Woke up, phone dry as f*ck, double cup gone turn me up
This that don't get stuck, mismatch I don't give a f*ck, wrist work when I'm in traffic
Boss nigga don't call me daddy, legs crossed bitch keep it classy
She show her ass I put dat bitch in Magic
Niggas f*ck with niggas from the other side
Bitches f*cking these opp niggas too, I'ma lay low for a little while, they gon' start Disappearing too
F*ck the opp bitch she call me daddy, I'ma put dis discipline in you
She show her ass I put dat bitch in magic, I ain't got nothing left for you
Shawty I'm a real road runner, I can't let you get my bird food
Sniper in the tree, it's a bird, like a owl, all he say is who
You ain't even gotta be 100, if you tryna give me 62
You can keep the pussy, I don't want it
I'ma pass her down to my homies, dis paper don't fold, origami
Smoking on that strong Go Army
Dis Gangsta shit in me, not on me
Nothing but real niggas only
Bang bitches only
Rich niggas only
Independent bitches only
Boss niggas only
I Don't let my left hand know what I do with my right
In the cut like a knife cutting up tryna strike
I cut pretty sharp in Off-White
I say, no new friends, her friends, f*ck it I might
She biting down, I'ma call her a gator
Got all of these hoes looking like they on yops
I'ma keep going, ain't taking no stops when I get where I'm going
Don't forget you don't know me, don't forget we ain't cool
Won't forget I was lonely, still tryna recover
But now it's my antidote
Don't fill proud with an empty hope
When shit hit the fan, keep your ass on the floor
We can figure this out, just keep playing your role
But niggas be hoes ya standards low
Ain't tryna understand the hoe
The game rigged I ain't Playing it fair
I ain't playing with niggas, I'm playing with hoes
I get in her head head like it's something they missing
Running her wild like Bandit 4
Like band she geeked and she coming back Fasho
Come back to me, your masterpiece
Your majesty
Today was my sabbath day
I say f*ck it, I grind like it's Saturday
Cause when I step in the booth how I meditate
When I step out, my burden is a featherweight
I told my brother to go long
Down bad so I gave him another play
I like to see everybody win
Shit just ain't the same how my brother play
Go hard in the paint, watch me box out
I ain't going back home like I'm locked out