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lil kujo – run it lyrics

[intro: lil kujo]
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
yuh, yuh, yuh

[chorus: lil kujo]
dirty b-tch from the 502, b-tch i run it
hit my line, who the f-ck is you?, b-tch i run it
oh you mad, what’s your issue, b-tch i run it
b-tch i run it, b-tch i run it, run it, yeah
b-tch i run it
dirty b-tch from the 502, b-tch i run it
hit my line, who the f-ck is you?, b-tch i run it
oh you mad, what’s your issue, b-tch i run it
b-tch i run it, b-tch i run it, run it, yeah
b-tch i run it

[verse 1: lil kujo]
aye, she called me said she miss me, told her miss me with that sh-t
lil b-tch, she gon do a split when she take the d-ck
keep the bl!ck, call me jackie chan, i be chopping bricks
if your mans drop his address, i might hit a l!ck
i might f-ck his b-tch, cause he actin’ like i’m not legit
66, when they talkin’ sh-t we empty out our clips
get a grip, like your b-tch’s hand up around my d-ck
with a blunt in between my lips, skunk up in a zip
run it, run it, uh, b-tch i’m runnin’ laps all around your team
pull da beam, make that p-ssy scream, caps all up in his spleen
kujo so clean, i taking it to the extreme, i’m so icy, turn up the heat, please
i told karisma to turn up the beat, 66 we the elite
i just f-cked two b-tches, huh, now i’m going for 3-peat
they just be talkin’, they talkin’ that nonsense because they know that they just can’t compete
keep my foot up on these b-tches necks so they can taste defeat
in the streets, hollup, shoot a beam, aim it at your dreams

[verse 2: smoke supreme]
up this pistol and it’s aimed at you, now you runnin’
and your watch and your f-ckin’ jewels, p-ssy better run it
louboutins on my f-ckin’ feet, b-tch they cost 800
and your b-tch playin’ with my d-ck, now she wanna suck it (d-mn)
young pothead from the 609, you know i be blunted (dope)
15 shots in this f-ckin’ nine, b-tch you know i’m dumpin’ (bang)
if you try taking what is mine, you gon leave with somethin’
seven shots in your f-ckin’ spine, b-tch you thought i was bluffin’, yuh
i be walkin’ down on walnut, junkies walkin’ round, they broke (d-mn)
they might ask me for some dollars, they might ask me for some smokes (nah)
and i tell em i don’t got none but my name is lil smoke (uh-huh)
and i’m flexin’ h-lla bands, i got lots of bankrolls (cash)
catch me walkin’ down on broad street rollin’ up that smoke (gas)
put that kush up in a backwood and smoke it til i choke
got a bad emo b-tch and she sell a lot of c0ke (d-mn)
and she say my d-ck so big, she give me brain, it hurt her throat

- lil kujo lyrics

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