O.M. Maliko, Li Dez - Run Lyrics

I’m the son of the projects
I got street knowledge
I can teach you something
Real hot boy shit
Real east side shit
Come and learn something
Y’all know what the fuck going
Yeah
Y’all fuck niggas
Know what’s going on
I got that nine you better get out the fucking way
Know what I’m talking about
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Cause yeah)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (On god)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Bitch)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (Bitch)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Niggas ain’t touching me
Nine keep em off of me
Hollows gone hit
Like a hockey team
We got clips on clips
When we shoot it’s a movie scene
Lighting shit up like a Christmas tree
Call my gun Rudolph
Cause it got a red beam
50 Shots out a sprinter
Turn niggas to a track team
Running red lights and stop signs
Ain’t shit stopping me
Hit stick me
Pick up the pack
Can’t tackle me
Stiff arm
Keep the fuck niggas off of me
Talking bout offing me
I be with killas that shoot for me
Strapped with the .556
Shooting .223’s
Laying shit down like a futon
Put him to sleep
Screaming fuck 12
Cause I know that they watching me
Can’t trust these niggas
They law and order Ice t
I feel like Dej loaf
I dare a nigga to try me
Sosa in the cut
I ain’t hiding
Soon as you move
He sliding
Don’t try me
Try trident
You gon’ hear sirens
Supervisor with the strap
I’m firing
Ima get rich or die trying
Got rid of that bitch
Like enterprise got rid of Ryan’s
While you sleeping
I’m grinding
I put in work
Like offense and defense linemens
Make these niggas quit trying me
I keep the iron
Niggas play with me I get to ironing
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Cause yeah)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (On god)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Bitch)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (Bitch)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Ima theif in the night
Like a bandit
Supplying pressure
These niggas can’t manage
Get put on a t shirt
Flexing for a image
Rock out with my nine
Do damage
Niggas fold under pressure
And panic
81 Left in this clip
Shootining randy
Draco sit a nigga down
Since he can’t stand me
These bitches
Gone come out they panties
Soon as I roll this Grammy (Li dez)
Niggas want smoke
Drop the addy
I’m kicking shit like a punter (Bitch)
Drip too hard like gunna (Cause yeah)
Me and Maliko like stunna da baby (Crank sum)
Young nigga strap like the navy
I hit the scene they go crazy (On god)
Ima walk down with my shirt off
Lil nigga but I’m big dog
He make a diss he get knocked off
Red beam on his nose like Rudolph
Lil buddy he sweet jit too soft (Bitch)
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Cause yeah)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (On god)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Bitch)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (Bitch)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than (On god)
Aye Aye
Fuck competition
You know that I’m better than
Aye Aye
Roll a backwood
I’m just smoking on medicine
Aye Aye
Keep the strap
When you step better not be hesitant
Aye Aye
Bitch

I’m the son of the projects
I got street knowledge
I can teach you something
Real hot boy shit
Real east side shit
Come and learn something
Y’all know what the fuck going
Yeah
Y’all fuck niggas
Know what’s going on
I got that nine you better get out the fucking way
Know what I’m talking about
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Cause yeah)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (On god)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Bitch)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (Bitch)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Niggas ain’t touching me
Nine keep em off of me
Hollows gone hit
Like a hockey team
We got clips on clips
When we shoot it’s a movie scene
Lighting shit up like a Christmas tree
Call my gun Rudolph
Cause it got a red beam
50 Shots out a sprinter
Turn niggas to a track team
Running red lights and stop signs
Ain’t shit stopping me
Hit stick me
Pick up the pack
Can’t tackle me
Stiff arm
Keep the fuck niggas off of me
Talking bout offing me
I be with killas that shoot for me
Strapped with the .556
Shooting .223’s
Laying shit down like a futon
Put him to sleep
Screaming fuck 12
Cause I know that they watching me
Can’t trust these niggas
They law and order Ice t
I feel like Dej loaf
I dare a nigga to try me
Sosa in the cut
I ain’t hiding
Soon as you move
He sliding
Don’t try me
Try trident
You gon’ hear sirens
Supervisor with the strap
I’m firing
Ima get rich or die trying
Got rid of that bitch
Like enterprise got rid of Ryan’s
While you sleeping
I’m grinding
I put in work
Like offense and defense linemens
Make these niggas quit trying me
I keep the iron
Niggas play with me I get to ironing
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Cause yeah)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (On god)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Bitch)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (Bitch)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Ima theif in the night
Like a bandit
Supplying pressure
These niggas can’t manage
Get put on a t shirt
Flexing for a image
Rock out with my nine
Do damage
Niggas fold under pressure
And panic
81 Left in this clip
Shootining randy
Draco sit a nigga down
Since he can’t stand me
These bitches
Gone come out they panties
Soon as I roll this Grammy (Li dez)
Niggas want smoke
Drop the addy
I’m kicking shit like a punter (Bitch)
Drip too hard like gunna (Cause yeah)
Me and Maliko like stunna da baby (Crank sum)
Young nigga strap like the navy
I hit the scene they go crazy (On god)
Ima walk down with my shirt off
Lil nigga but I’m big dog
He make a diss he get knocked off
Red beam on his nose like Rudolph
Lil buddy he sweet jit too soft (Bitch)
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Cause yeah)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (On god)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than
Run through a check
Hit a stain yeah I snatch that
Fuck a loan
You ain’t getting cash back (Bitch)
I got the strap with the pack
Can’t touch that
If you shoot we gone bus back (Bitch)
50 Shots out of a sprinter van
If we ain’t satisfied
We gon’ load up and spend again
Op wood to the face
Got me higher than method man
Fuck competition
You know that better than (On god)
Aye Aye
Fuck competition
You know that I’m better than
Aye Aye
Roll a backwood
I’m just smoking on medicine
Aye Aye
Keep the strap
When you step better not be hesitant
Aye Aye
Bitch