[Verse 1: Ralo]
Imma run it up till I can't no more
Sell out the pack till it ain't no more
I told my niggas we can't go broke
I got some habbits I can't control
I buy my bitch everything she wanting
[?] money
Baby you know that we came from nothing
We did not go through that pain for nothing
Mama ain't got no job
Ain't gon let her get no job
Soon as this shit get hard
[?] robbed
I promised my niggas [?]
[?]
See how they rocking the hurricane
My niggas be fucking up everything
[Chorus: Ralo]
I put my bitch in designer
I told my niggas I got 'em
Niggas be asking for problems
They gon be asking who shot him?
I put my bitch in designer
I told my niggas I got 'em
Niggas be asking for problems
They gon be asking who shot him?
Imma run it up till I can't no more
Sell out the pack till it ain't no more
I told my niggas we can't go broke
I got some habbits I can't control
I buy my bitch everything she wanting
[?] money
Baby you know that we came from nothing
We did not go through that pain for nothing
Mama ain't got no job
Ain't gon let her get no job
Soon as this shit get hard
[?] robbed
I promised my niggas [?]
[?]
See how they rocking the hurricane
My niggas be fucking up everything
[Chorus: Ralo]
I put my bitch in designer
I told my niggas I got 'em
Niggas be asking for problems
They gon be asking who shot him?
I put my bitch in designer
I told my niggas I got 'em
Niggas be asking for problems
They gon be asking who shot him?
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