I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
Yeah, dripping so much I got paint on my jeans
Riding the block I was nippin to fiends
Don't come thru my way you ain't talking 'bout green
I'm going away just like fleeing the scene
Ride or die for my niggas, I catch a homicide for my niggas
Bitch you ain't picking sides with my niggas, connect like WiFi to my figures
I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
She can't hang with me now yeah you know I can't fall
All these fiends they just call
Bitch I ride with my dawgs
Had the dope in my sock when I hit up the block
I just grip on the butt while she take off the top
And I'm screaming f*ck 12 yeah you know I won't stop
Only ride for myself and I ride for my dawgs
I got real niggas yeah all up in stars
Take a ship nigga then I ran off the plug
I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
Yeah, high in the sky, high in the sky
Lil Berete - Run Lyrics
Lil Berete - Run Lyrics
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I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
Yeah, dripping so much I got paint on my jeans
Riding the block I was nippin to fiends
Don't come thru my way you ain't talking 'bout green
I'm going away just like fleeing the scene
Ride or die for my niggas, I catch a homicide for my niggas
Bitch you ain't picking sides with my niggas, connect like WiFi to my figures
I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
She can't hang with me now yeah you know I can't fall
All these fiends they just call
Bitch I ride with my dawgs
Had the dope in my sock when I hit up the block
I just grip on the butt while she take off the top
And I'm screaming f*ck 12 yeah you know I won't stop
Only ride for myself and I ride for my dawgs
I got real niggas yeah all up in stars
Take a ship nigga then I ran off the plug
I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
Yeah, high in the sky, high in the sky
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
Yeah, dripping so much I got paint on my jeans
Riding the block I was nippin to fiends
Don't come thru my way you ain't talking 'bout green
I'm going away just like fleeing the scene
Ride or die for my niggas, I catch a homicide for my niggas
Bitch you ain't picking sides with my niggas, connect like WiFi to my figures
I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
She can't hang with me now yeah you know I can't fall
All these fiends they just call
Bitch I ride with my dawgs
Had the dope in my sock when I hit up the block
I just grip on the butt while she take off the top
And I'm screaming f*ck 12 yeah you know I won't stop
Only ride for myself and I ride for my dawgs
I got real niggas yeah all up in stars
Take a ship nigga then I ran off the plug
I run through a hoe like yeah-ah
Money I love to flex
Got a dumb lil' thottie up next
Tryna go hard do my best
Why these niggas they hate on the set?
Niggas ain't right so I left
This ice on my neck it don't melt
Niggas keep plotting on my wealth
I'm staying high in the sky
I be in the booth spitting fire
She gon' ride me with no tires
Bitch I still flex with no stylist
I been plotting since a minor
Think quick nigga that's why I got here
This shit right here my lifestyle
Bitch stick nigga take a NyQuil
Yeah, high in the sky, high in the sky
Writer: Raoul Lionel Chen, Yaya Berete
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN), Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.