[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay
Marii Beatz, turn me up
[Pre-Chorus: JT]
I'm fuckin' with boss n***as that keep a gun in they pants
Never complain 'bout bein' broke
'Cause they just runnin' they bands
You full of flaw n***as, the runners they hold out they hands
And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexin' bands
[Chorus: Yung Miami, JT & Both]
Keep runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' yo' mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your n***a faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' yo' mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your n***a faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 1: Yung Miami & JT]
All these n***as they be hoes cuffin', City Girls could've been got 'em
Every day they in my inbox, I'm a real bitch, I don't screenshot 'em
Chanel on me when I roll up, boss bitches sip, we don't roll up
Pussy good, every stroke, he like hold up
He ain't tryin' nothin', he like hold up
I’m fuckin' with real n***as, they makin' them boss moves (Boss moves)
I kick that lil' bitch in her mouth (Mouth), now I got bloody shoes
You a lil' thot bitch, you fuckin' the whole crew (Ayy, ayy)
My pussy got a new car smell, this shit brand new (This shit brand new)
This pussy ain't yours, don't claim it (Claim it)
Every n***a I fuck, they nameless
If he tryna expose, he brainless
My n***as don't play, they aimin'
I love me a lowkey dude
Send him pics, he don't need the n***s
Real n***as gon' pay they dues
If you a broke dude, I'ma cut you loose (Ayy, ayy)
[Pre-Chorus: JT]
I'm fuckin' with boss n***as that keep a gun in they pants
Never complain 'bout bein' broke
'Cause they just runnin' they bands
You full of flaw n***as, the runners they hold out they hands
And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexin' bands
[Chorus: Yung Miami, JT & Both]
Keep runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' yo' mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your n***a faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' yo' mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your n***a faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
[Verse 2: Yung Miami & JT]
I'm a City Girl, you a pissy girl
You a lazy bitch, I'm a busy girl
Every other night I be doin' shows
While your n***a cheatin' on you, fuckin' hoes
Couple thousand for my fuckin' clothes
Another sixty on my fuckin' Roll (Skrrt)
I'm the same bitch, no matter who around
Diamonds dancin' on me, doo-doo brown (Dancin')
Thanks, you better go get her (Get her)
I bet you my pussy get wetter (Wetter)
Retweetin' late, I'm like, "Shut up" (Shut up)
Every night he be fuckin' my gut up
And if that n***a ever cut up, I'ma put this pussy on his brother
And if that n***a ever cut up, I'ma put that pussy on his brother
You know that n***a ain't faithful
You see his ass when you able (Bitch please)
I curved that n***a, be grateful
I cut him off like your cable (Huh)
I'ma bad bitch, you can't see me
Bitch, you stuck home, I'm on TV (Facts)
In a Maybach, yeah, free Meek
But I don't need a n***a to come save me (Period)
[Pre-Chorus: JT]
I'm fuckin' with boss n***as that keep a gun in they pants
Never complain 'bout bein' broke
'Cause they just runnin' they bands
You full of flaw n***as, the runners they hold out they hands
And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexin' bands
[Chorus: Yung Miami, JT & Both]
Keep runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' yo' mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your n***a faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep runnin', and runnin', and runnin', and runnin' yo' mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Keep on thinkin' that your n***a faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
