Yeah, bitch, I'm the bad guy
You should go and find another one
Ain even know he had a gun
He was running round like a marathon
My phone ring like a marathon
Guns ring get a telephone
I can reach him from a long distance, nigga you gone prolly need a better phone
Niggas still tryna sound like me, that's the only way to make a better song
Ain even know I had a son
Ain even know I had a clone
Yo bitch wanna spit with me, nigga yeen even know we had a song
Deuce deuce like headphones
.45 like megaphone
Ride on em like Megatron
Metal on me and it transform
Pistol lighter than a airgun
Leave a pussy nigga airborne
Come through we gone air it out
Carry me and get carried out
I just need to know his whereabouts
Put him on a shirt, you gone wear it out
Tell them name a bitch that I care about
Tell that bitch, I don't care now
Last bitch that I cared about, tell that bitch to go to Hell now
Hellboy, I'm Hell bound
This 9 bark like a hellhound
Hail Mary, this fourth down
Make a nigga dance like a touchdown
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Okay, my mama say I'm tripping, cause I beat all my bitches
I bet yo homie say I'm crazy, cause I beat on his nigga
I told that nigga Ice he crazy, on the beat ima menace
And my dawg don't speak proper English, but he beat every sentence
I told my girl go on a diet, but I eat every minute
Nigga, like to take my time
She know I need every minute
She let me play up in her mouth, I'm like a dental hygenist
I make a pussy nigga freezee, like the pistol cryogenic
I like my bitch like Ky Jenner
I'll let her clean all my pistols
You tryna match then I'm with it
I'll swap this bitch out like Tinder
I got that chop like a blender
Drop the top and I blend him
The doctor come and he blended
They say that boy a chameleon
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
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Yeah, bitch, I'm the bad guy
You should go and find another one
Ain even know he had a gun
He was running round like a marathon
My phone ring like a marathon
Guns ring get a telephone
I can reach him from a long distance, nigga you gone prolly need a better phone
Niggas still tryna sound like me, that's the only way to make a better song
Ain even know I had a son
Ain even know I had a clone
Yo bitch wanna spit with me, nigga yeen even know we had a song
Deuce deuce like headphones
.45 like megaphone
Ride on em like Megatron
Metal on me and it transform
Pistol lighter than a airgun
Leave a pussy nigga airborne
Come through we gone air it out
Carry me and get carried out
I just need to know his whereabouts
Put him on a shirt, you gone wear it out
Tell them name a bitch that I care about
Tell that bitch, I don't care now
Last bitch that I cared about, tell that bitch to go to Hell now
Hellboy, I'm Hell bound
This 9 bark like a hellhound
Hail Mary, this fourth down
Make a nigga dance like a touchdown
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Okay, my mama say I'm tripping, cause I beat all my bitches
I bet yo homie say I'm crazy, cause I beat on his nigga
I told that nigga Ice he crazy, on the beat ima menace
And my dawg don't speak proper English, but he beat every sentence
I told my girl go on a diet, but I eat every minute
Nigga, like to take my time
She know I need every minute
She let me play up in her mouth, I'm like a dental hygenist
I make a pussy nigga freezee, like the pistol cryogenic
I like my bitch like Ky Jenner
I'll let her clean all my pistols
You tryna match then I'm with it
I'll swap this bitch out like Tinder
I got that chop like a blender
Drop the top and I blend him
The doctor come and he blended
They say that boy a chameleon
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
You should go and find another one
Ain even know he had a gun
He was running round like a marathon
My phone ring like a marathon
Guns ring get a telephone
I can reach him from a long distance, nigga you gone prolly need a better phone
Niggas still tryna sound like me, that's the only way to make a better song
Ain even know I had a son
Ain even know I had a clone
Yo bitch wanna spit with me, nigga yeen even know we had a song
Deuce deuce like headphones
.45 like megaphone
Ride on em like Megatron
Metal on me and it transform
Pistol lighter than a airgun
Leave a pussy nigga airborne
Come through we gone air it out
Carry me and get carried out
I just need to know his whereabouts
Put him on a shirt, you gone wear it out
Tell them name a bitch that I care about
Tell that bitch, I don't care now
Last bitch that I cared about, tell that bitch to go to Hell now
Hellboy, I'm Hell bound
This 9 bark like a hellhound
Hail Mary, this fourth down
Make a nigga dance like a touchdown
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Okay, my mama say I'm tripping, cause I beat all my bitches
I bet yo homie say I'm crazy, cause I beat on his nigga
I told that nigga Ice he crazy, on the beat ima menace
And my dawg don't speak proper English, but he beat every sentence
I told my girl go on a diet, but I eat every minute
Nigga, like to take my time
She know I need every minute
She let me play up in her mouth, I'm like a dental hygenist
I make a pussy nigga freezee, like the pistol cryogenic
I like my bitch like Ky Jenner
I'll let her clean all my pistols
You tryna match then I'm with it
I'll swap this bitch out like Tinder
I got that chop like a blender
Drop the top and I blend him
The doctor come and he blended
They say that boy a chameleon
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Hold on
Run me back, Run me back
I got niggas running back like a running back
Writer: WIlliam Taylor Jr.
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid