Run sht ​dvertigo (Ft. ​che)

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Boy you run shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: dvertigo]
She like boy you run shit
Bitch got caught, really run quick, yeah
I'm a Saint Laurent kid
I rock all that type of shit
Bitches be countin' that counterfeit
I get hit, like I leave
In the cut, they tryn find me
Bitch on dick, like get off me
Catch a quick, they say I'm slimey
I don't give a fuck I'ma die rich
Them folks can't get by me
Bitch drink it, like a Hi-C
I just been geeked out my body
But I don't take no oxy
Tryna fuck, hit my line, bitch
Too many hoes, they grimy
Wash the bands, shit get shlimey
They gon' die tryn top me
Tryna fuck a bitch, get inside it
Got racks, yeah I got it
They got the racks, yeah five feet
Yeah, you might need a crime scene