Ran Off

[Hook] Ran off that money, yeah yeah Ran off that diamonds, yeah yeah Fuckin‘ hoes on a Monday, yeah yeah Thursday, Friday and Sunday, yeah yeah I’m gon’ keep getting money on this niggas just like yeah yeah I’m gon’ keep fucking these nigga bitches just like yeah yea Gotta know the opposite of no always gon’ be yeah yeah And I’m gon’ never stop getting to the money boy, you know I swear swear [Verse 1] I just bought me a brand new rollie, I ball, I swear I ain’t even walked in the club yet, and I already sold it out the bar I used to smoke nothing but swisher, now I roll my weed raw Ass so fat I ain't have no condom boy had to hit that raw But you gotta know a nigga like me pull it out and I went straight for the mouth I just want her little potato If I leave that pussy red like a little tomato Hide right under the bed, cause her daddy crazy I rap the 5 like a motherfuckin’ nickle baby Ay look, extra money is just grip statement I promise I gotta die anyway I done made a whole lotta money I done seen a whole lotta people I had to stack a onion My foreign cars are real Pull up in that 458 spider That every nigga gon’ hate Because you know he wanna be us (For real) I want to touch She wouldn't let me I want to fuck She just be neglecting I want to love her I want to wife her I want to walk down the isle Your daddy gave me permission Your momma didn’t wanna listen Your brother can't stand my guts Your sister she love my pimpin' She don’t know that her friends so freaky She don’t know that they really love her She might as well fuck with me, instead of a chicken nugget I got chicken tender for you Ay, where that ranch at, babe? We could fuck up the mall Girl and ball like a cancer patient Hate when a nigga be lying, boy you talking and that aggravate me Her best friend play baseball in the outfit [?] They treat me [?] [?] put me on and told me a lot of these jewels are fake I know that your rollie fake Look at your wrist that shit outdated Once watchbusters catch it You can’t hide us that no secret [?] I love my nigga bleeding That dog food I feed it To my soldier, to my young nigga I told you get to clapping shit, hallelujah I ain’t dappin' for you If I don’t know you I got 10 bands saran wrapped in a Toyota [Hook]