Young Buck – Run Off (Lyrics & Video)

Lyrics “Run Off” by Young Buck

Yeah, they hatin’, whatchu waitin’ for
Run, they check up, they come right back
And go make some mo

Get a bag, f*ck the broke sh*t
Switch, whips, bought some more sh*t
Change, clothes, its a more licks
F*ck these hoes, bought some more bricks

Whoever said you ain’t gotta have bread
Must’ve slipped and bump their head
I’m just sayin, they don’t know sh*t

Dirty money, had to do it, made me run off with the check
I walked in an out the trap, watch me run off with the check
I put n*ggas in position then we run off with the check
Blowin bags on these b*tches that she run off with the check

Go to war with you, for I let you run off with the check
Go to plug, b*tch I get it, I done run off with the check
N*ggas, trap, trap, trap, then we run off with the check
Shawty, bounce, bounce, bounce, then she run off with the check

What up dawg, bust a lick, I be really chasin’ check
Street n*gga, duckin’ face, b*tch I may just call collect
Bust a brick, bust a hit, bust … what i get
36, what you say, I got 30 in this clip
.. and it’s real, ..

Shawty thick cornbread look at how she moves her hips
Look at me gettin’ money, dont pretend ..
I got gucci sh*t all on me and my jeans got all the rips
I just took your b*tch shoppin’ at Tiffany’s

Had to pay her back for what she did for me
Everything I pay for I can get for free (yeah yeah yeah)
Think I ain’t f*ckin’ with the work, b*tch you must be kiddin’

Dirty money, had to do it, made me run off with the check
I walked in an out the trap, watch me run off with the check
I put n*ggas in position then we run off with the check
Blowin bags on these b*tches that she run off with the check

Go to war with you, for I let you run off with the check
Go to plug, b*tch I get it, I done run off with the check
n*ggas, trap, trap, trap, then we run off with the check
Shawty, bounce, bounce, bounce, then she run off with the check

Fendi, fendi, I got shoppin’ bags in a bentley
I run through everything that they send me, can you dig me
Hermes, Hermes belt I got it wrapped around my kidneys
My .. and all my Louie luggage empty

Diamonds on my teeth, I talk money when I speak
I’m clutchin’ on my heat, paranoid when I get ..
I get it off the street, like my money stack ..
I take care of my kids and like to keep my b*tch on flee
.. penitentiary

Make sure you say 100 when you mention me
B*tch you dirty, I’ll be .. for what you did to me
I keep runnin’ up the check I know you sick of me, I got

Dirty money, had to do it, made me run off with the check
I walked in an out the trap, watch me run off with the check
I put n*ggas in position then we run off with the check
Blowin bags on these b*tches that she run off with the check

Go to war with you, for I let you run off with the check
Go to plug, b*tch I get it, I done run off with the check
n*ggas, trap, trap, trap, then we run off with the check
Shawty, bounce, bounce, bounce, then she run off with the check…

➤ Album: 10 Street Commandments
Young Buck 2018

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