Run Me My Money (Explicit) - Blimes and Gab/朴宰范

Run me my money

I came in the game paid all my dues

F**k all the fame break all the rules

Gotta get the bag gotta get the bag

Now shut yo a*s up run me my money

I came in the game paid all my dues

F**k all the fame break all the rules

Gotta get the bag gotta get the bag

Now shut yo a*s up run me my money

Cut the s**t and just cut the check

Don't need Ms on the views

To tell yous to come correct

I ain't a vet but I'm working on it

Been in the trenches climbing barbed wire fences

N***a I really want it

Without hands in the dirt

You don't fetch the worm

Respect gets earned and that's how necks get turned

The lessons you thought you taught

You were next to learn

We struck iron while it's hot

Tryna catch a perm ah

Headshots to whoever comes next in turn

I spit hot fire God bless the burned

I done split more tires on the road to riches

Than most of you know and

I don't even f**k with y'all b***hes

We wanna be heard and you prefer to mumble

Actions speak louder than words

So ready set the runner

Don't send my money by bird

I wanna feel the hundreds

Count it out don't round it out

And not a penny under

I came in the game paid all my dues

F**k all the fame break all the rules

Gotta get the bag gotta get the bag

Now shut yo a*s up run me my money

I came in the game paid all my dues

F**k all the fame break all the rules

Gotta get the bag gotta get the bag

Now shut yo a*s up run me my money

I'll sing a tune that'll get your chick wet

Bustin' moves yeah clean as Windex

My bars d**e can't pass a piss test

Catch me outside you get chin checked

If you don't know by now we don't f**k around

Change my name from Jay Park to

Jay Sean 'cause it's goin' down down

Let me give a shout out Gifted Gab and Blimes Brixx

Gettin' high with this music

But I ain't talkin' Soundcloud

We get the bag you get body bagged heart attack

I'ma stash the paper to the ceiling

We get all the cash

Stomach makin' noises

Hungry all the time livin' fast

Riding for the crew too hard but we never crash

I came in the game paid all my dues

F**k all the fame break all the rules

Gotta get the bag gotta get the bag

Now shut yo a*s up run me my money

I came in the game paid all my dues

F**k all the fame break all the rules

Gotta get the bag gotta get the bag

Now shut yo a*s up run me my money

Man salute to Jay he spit nasty like tooth decay

We need y'all to show receipts

On all the dues you've paid

We think your views are fake

Tense 'cause we got more at stake

You still making boring music

Homie you ignoring fate

Blimes and I too fly if I'm being honest

Lace ya brace ya self like an orthodontist

F**k around and catch a vibe

You'll get more than promised

Jay ain't for the play pay or you get demolished

We stackin' healthy views

Yeah they all organic

Don't call it cancer

Two more queens 'bout to join commanders

Climb the ranks in silence

All the Cardi-Nicki banter

When we go bananas they

All ears like a cocker spaniel

Grip the handle cock the glock

Sittin' on the top mantle

Mama bustin' shots at the ops without a preamble

Yolk at my folks and you'll be scrambled ha

No it's not a joke

You ain't seen us on the Revolt channel

Gold in the bag bag bag on my hip

Countin' green in the Mark tire marks when I dip

Gold gold in the bag put the bag on the bed

Can't sleep on the coin no sheep in the head