Icewear Vezzo
Run Shit
[Intro]
(Vezzo) Pour me up gang
ATL Jacob
ATL Jacob

[Verse 1 Vezzo]
I fuck nieces
I fuck mamas
I fuck sisters
I fuck cousins
I be tweakin' out with this jewelry look at my water this shit bussin'
I don't be cappin in none of my music
I'm gon' shoot it if I up it
Pour raw lean in my soda that's four thousand sittin' in my stomach
Still got dope in all my [?]
Keep shit hundred I don't do fifties
All this lean killin' my kidneys
I put switches on all my blickies
Mix designer I'm too picky
Hop out Wraify I be trippin'
Off good Wok' when be pissin'
Maybach truck this bitch got switches
I been trappin' all my life
VVS packed in all my ice
Here in my show we all got pipes
I'm with gang we all got stripes
N***as cops they all be mice
I swing that chop with all my might and I'm first class with all my flights
I want the half for all my pints
[Verse 2 Lil Baby]
I got [?]
Don't get warned twice
Dope boy, I come from that life
All my jewelry hit the same way when I come from under that light
All these Wok' pints getting too high but I'm payin' for whatever I like
Make sure the jet there when I get done I ain't planning to stay overnight
You better get low when we come through
Fore' a hundred of youngins' a hunt you
I get you here if I want you
I'm in [?] like, 1 2
Don't trust these bitches dawg, run through em'
You drop your nuts and try you gon' lose
Stand on my 10 and I ain't gon' move
I ran it up, bought everyone coupes
(Cool)
I'm in the trenches with all the lil' goons
N***as was hungry, gave all of em' food
I hit the jeweler, bought all of them jewels
I got em' chillin', they all on cruise
Just never cross me the number one rule
Soon as I snap it all go boom
Bro go to court, got us all on Zoom
Keep that shit solid, you'll be home soon
20 chains on
You don't see it cause it's tucked, hope he don't think wrong
Fuck around get blanked on
I brought the bank home
Any corner in my neighborhood we ain't on, we run shit
[Outro Lil Baby]
(20 chains on)
(20 chains on)
(You don't see it cause it's tucked, hope he don't think wrong)
(Fuck around get blanked on)
(20 chains on)
(Any corner in my neighborhood we ain't on, we run shit)
(Run shit)