Make Eem Run! Songtext
von XXXTENTACION
Make Eem Run! Songtext
T-t-to Bass be the glory
Play that shit 88 times
Huh, ayy, what? (Ayy, what?)
Who do I trust? (Who do I trust?)
Only in us, they do too much (huh)
They can′t keep up (nah), he actin' tough (ha)
I called his bluff (I called his bluff, ha)
And now he duckin′ (what?), and now he duckin'
Boy run my fade
Oh, bitch, behave (oh, bitch, behave)
Don't need no savin′ (don′t need no savin')
Now you too late (too late, too late)
I hold my weight (my fuckin′ weight)
Big Gucci Bass (Big Gucci Bass)
My face is what? (My face is what?) My face is gate
It ain't no talkin′ about it
Just got the mind to go and fade a nigga (boy)
Drop the addy won't be duckin′ or bluffin'
Just pop out or give me the data, nigga (oi)
Ate them niggas, hands is up
To date it ain't no playing with ′em
End his day today, I had to pray a little
Gas your homie up but when that tank hit E
You better save your nigga (save your nigga)
Why the fuck he mad at me for? (What?)
Last I checked he was tryin′ to be, what?
One, pull up on 'em, now you look dumb (dumb)
Make his ass run he ain′t really tryin' to have no fun (huh)
Smoke good dope, A1 (one)
Try to keep up, get ahead of your, ′head of your lungs
We was at the front door, knocking on the front door
Sorry, auntie, we just lookin' for your son
Well, hello there (where that nigga at?)
So we got a very, very, very, very
Extra interesting story today
Pull up to the crib, like, basically
I′m about to just beat this nigga's ass
I'ma make these niggas stop playing with me
Ayy, pull up on ′em, hey, make ′em run, hey, ayy, uh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, hmm, uh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Big tag, uh, Gucci, uh, on my bag, uh
Pull up on 'em, huh, get them running, uh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on ′em, hey, make 'em run, hey
I can tell the Ice Hotel is where my heart is cold as mucus from a snail
I remember to remember life is a bitch
So, no, I could never kiss-n-tell
And wish me well ′cause life is hell
And double the C 'cause a nigga only care about Chanel
I been knockin′ knees with birds and bees
Been overseas with bitches who don't speak English well
Like a owl, who?
The only enemy here is you, uh
Like bling, blow, kapoof
Fairly Odd Fairy ′done stole my tooth
No cap on cat, no Dr. Seuss
Eat flapjacks, double cup of syrup too
'Cause I only want the neck like a noose on goose
And I'm only wildin′ out when I′m loose off Goose
Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, yuh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, yuh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy, uh
Big tag, uh, Gucci, uh, on my bag, uh
Pull up on ′em, huh, get them running, uh, ayy
Pull up on ′em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on ′em, hey, make 'em run, hey
Play that shit 88 times
Huh, ayy, what? (Ayy, what?)
Who do I trust? (Who do I trust?)
Only in us, they do too much (huh)
They can′t keep up (nah), he actin' tough (ha)
I called his bluff (I called his bluff, ha)
And now he duckin′ (what?), and now he duckin'
Boy run my fade
Oh, bitch, behave (oh, bitch, behave)
Don't need no savin′ (don′t need no savin')
Now you too late (too late, too late)
I hold my weight (my fuckin′ weight)
Big Gucci Bass (Big Gucci Bass)
My face is what? (My face is what?) My face is gate
It ain't no talkin′ about it
Just got the mind to go and fade a nigga (boy)
Drop the addy won't be duckin′ or bluffin'
Just pop out or give me the data, nigga (oi)
Ate them niggas, hands is up
To date it ain't no playing with ′em
End his day today, I had to pray a little
Gas your homie up but when that tank hit E
You better save your nigga (save your nigga)
Why the fuck he mad at me for? (What?)
Last I checked he was tryin′ to be, what?
One, pull up on 'em, now you look dumb (dumb)
Make his ass run he ain′t really tryin' to have no fun (huh)
Smoke good dope, A1 (one)
Try to keep up, get ahead of your, ′head of your lungs
We was at the front door, knocking on the front door
Sorry, auntie, we just lookin' for your son
Well, hello there (where that nigga at?)
So we got a very, very, very, very
Extra interesting story today
Pull up to the crib, like, basically
I′m about to just beat this nigga's ass
I'ma make these niggas stop playing with me
Ayy, pull up on ′em, hey, make ′em run, hey, ayy, uh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, hmm, uh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Big tag, uh, Gucci, uh, on my bag, uh
Pull up on 'em, huh, get them running, uh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on ′em, hey, make 'em run, hey
I can tell the Ice Hotel is where my heart is cold as mucus from a snail
I remember to remember life is a bitch
So, no, I could never kiss-n-tell
And wish me well ′cause life is hell
And double the C 'cause a nigga only care about Chanel
I been knockin′ knees with birds and bees
Been overseas with bitches who don't speak English well
Like a owl, who?
The only enemy here is you, uh
Like bling, blow, kapoof
Fairly Odd Fairy ′done stole my tooth
No cap on cat, no Dr. Seuss
Eat flapjacks, double cup of syrup too
'Cause I only want the neck like a noose on goose
And I'm only wildin′ out when I′m loose off Goose
Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, yuh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on 'em, hey, make ′em run, hey, yuh, ayy
Pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy, uh
Big tag, uh, Gucci, uh, on my bag, uh
Pull up on ′em, huh, get them running, uh, ayy
Pull up on ′em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy, uh
Pull up on ′em, hey, make 'em run, hey
Writer(s): Jahseh Onfroy, Stokeley Goulbourne, Donovan White, Wilner Joseph, Miguel Newbold Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
