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run it - twelve seventy five lyrics

[intro: a g called marley]

break it down

ladies and gentlemen…

welcome

yeah, uhh

look

[verse]

the real the fake it’s all the same if you can’t tell the difference (wait)
telling what n0body tells you keeping the opps in a distance (huh)
i’m on a mission…. wait, you know wassup
hair triggers, crosshairs, give you a haircut (oouu)
or maybe your throat cut (mhm)
but baby we cutthroat, the gang with the life boat, but no we don’t save hoes especially fake hoes
tell you they care but really do not tho, they after your bank notes
so better be keeping your bag on lock with a passcode

and now i’m the talk of the town, b*tch
look at how i put it down, b*tch
i see da smile on your face, it all goes away when i come around, b*tch
why you acting like a clown, b*tch
i break it down you break down, b*tch
i ain’t finna take a break until i get the steak and make my momma proud, b*tch (yuh)

[hook: a g called marley]

look at me
i k!ll the game repeatedly
i run this sh*t like its diarrhea
i got n*ggas sweatin’ like they run a fever
call them all in order like i order pizza
plus i got the sauce and i sprinkle season
i dont need a reason as to why i bury n*ggas doing treason i am so illegal… (sheeesh)

[bridge: a g called marley]

god dammit (good lord)
i’m wavy as a muh * f*cker
and i’m the muh * f*cker

oh wow you n*ggas so cl*t, claim you da sh*t, don’t stink a bit, don’t got no hit, all you know is tik, hoes suck d*ck as i suck tits, b*lls never blue, don’t do crips

[hook: a g called marley]

look at me (yuh)
i k!ll the game repeatedly
i run this sh*t like its diarrhea i got n*ggas sweatin’ like they run a fever
call them all in order like i order pizza plus i got the sauce and i sprinkle season
i dont need a reason as to why i bury n*ggas doing treason i am so illegal… (sheeesh)

[verse: linden helix]

run it (run it!)
up (up!)
you cannot catch up to us (whoo!)

i pull out my sh*t out the driveway
i’m doing like 185 on the highway
i get high on a sunday
i’m leaving dead bodies in the living room
new kicks got blood stains
i stay on my lane, usaine

buss it, open (open!)
i hit the hoop, lebron james
you busy chasing that p*ssy my n*gga
you’re never f*cking with my pace
your girl wanna come around my place
she givin’ me head
she f*ck up my mind state
she stay on the go, i tell her to go
she f*ck up the clutch plate

engine, overheat (whoo, whoo!)
she been sayin’ that she over me
but now i’m flooding on her ovaries
now the game got a bunch of mini me’s

you couldn’t cross us in the f*cken anaphase
by the way you movin’, man i’m not amazed
from the starting line we’ve been running game
me and marley run a different race

[outro: linden helix]

on god, on god man we run a different race…

look at me
i k!ll the game repeatedly
she been sayin’ that she over me
but now i’m flooding on her ovaries
now the game got a bunch of mini me’s

- twelve seventy five lyrics

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