Run it

[Intro] Yup, uh-huh Stevie Stone Ay Seven, you brought the pots and the pans out on this one Malta Bend, nigga Run that now [Hook] Stoner, Stoner Bitch, run it, run it Drink a whole lotta liquor Bitch, run it, run it All my niggas wit' me Gettin' money, money All my bitches wit' me Gettin' money, money Run that now, run it, run it (x4) All my niggas wit' me Gettin' money, money All my bitches wit' me Gettin' money, money [Verse 1] Drink a whole lotta liquor Smoke a whole lotta reefer Paper planes in the wind You can call me Khalifa Watch me button up a Benz You should grab you a feature I'm a dog on the go Bag a bitch from the bleachers R-R-Run it, run it Rather with a trio I know I call these 3 RT3G bitches they ready to go No you not on my level You niggas don' came out here, bro Step one foot in the game Y'all niggas didn't get my M-O Run that now [Hook] [Verse 2] Ain’t no run in the game well seasoned and polished Gotta knock for these hoes PSD with the science I'm allergic to broke I choose to use my Ebonics I put my bitch on a boat Look like she came from an island We tryna find us a stripper Magic CD in Onyx Put my bread on the table Give me something exotic Body shots off her naval, that's a premium product Holla Run it, run it B-bitch that mean that I got it I tell her Run it, run it She said I'm steezy, erotic I'm a Leo, pino Get her kinky, wildin' Get to call me, call me Get it all from her mother See we come from the gutter, get 20, 50s and 100s Bitch I'm a [Hook]