[Intro]
It's Tom Mac fucking Donald ya bitch
It might be brutal
I might do this

[Verse 1]
Who tryna fuck with me, I don't think y'all should try pressin' your luck with me
I been in America, gun laws are different here, headshots for days while I head for a record deal
Who tryna get it, I got it, I'll bring it to them in their neighborhood
I been so faded I'll run in their place and put guns in their mouths like my pistol been tastin' blood
Fuck are y'all talking 'bout? Fuck are y'all talking 'bout?
Knock both your eyeballs right out of your head and make you chem them to make sure that you watch your mouth
Who been startin' the rumors? Which one is startin' the rumors?
I'll put the rumors to rest like they up past their bedtime and the house is full of some grown ups

[Chorus]
I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it
I'm in the belly of the beast and I'm making this bitch feel sick to her stomach
I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it
Life is a bitch so I fuck the world, but she just my sidechick, I'm married to money

[Verse 2]
I feel invincible, you can't see me like I just went invisible
None of you rappers are in the same class as me
Y'all are still learning and I am the principal
Everyone chill, I ain't makin' friends
Since I been out in LA again everyone hittin' me up like "hey man, how's it going? it's been years, let's go have a drink or ten"
No, Imma do this on my own, Imma go surfing all day then Snapchat some bitches, get tits on my phone
I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it
I told you already, your girl is CIA that means she fed me
I been in your crib a lot, you never met me though
Who wanna try me? I'll go get the shotgun like y'all are beside me
I'll kill 'em with kindness so y'all can die smilin', then I'll die laughing; murder-suicide it
Who's startin' the rumors? Which one is letting the rumors fly?
I'm done with the gossip cause I wanna live, and everything do or die
I been so chill and ignoring the women that make me my dinner though
Except for my mom, we were just talking on Skype a lil bit ago
My girlfriend from Beverly Hills, we just rescued a kitten
I don't even have a punchline to follow that, I just wanted to say it for the bitches
I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it
And I don't care if you're waiting on me to stop saying that shit or start runnin' with something
I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it
I'm tired of rapping on this beat or writing down anymore metaphors, similes, witty one liners, I'm good
No really I'm good, just got out of the hood
I just got linked up with people in Compton who'll put you five feet plus a foot
Man, I'm so good on this, I'm on fire, put some wood on this
I'm higher than people in heaven, shoutout to Lennon I'm good on this
I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it, I run it