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slim jesus - who run it lyrics

[intro]
ayy, ayy, gang
y’all know how the f-ck i’m rockin’ man
i’m hearin’ a whole lot of talk about who run this sh-t
i be countin’ stacks

[verse]
who run ohio, that’s me
which one of y’all hotter than me?
leave the beat like a hundred degrees
and it’s still all this ice on me
who getting plays like me?
who getting paid like me?
y’all was not made like me
and i put that on my g’s
remember they hated on me
i knew all i needed was cheese
ran it up and i blew it on jeans
had to run it back up times three
none of y’all wanna be like me
run around with them pipes like me
fresh pair of off-whites on my feet
gold chain on a polo white tee
in a trap with a whole lot of p’s
smoking dope ’til we vietnamese
i threw bro lil thirty
he threw like fifty to me
all of these rappers is broke
that sh-t be sickening to me
you blew the whole bag on the road
you look like a victim to me
i just pulled up in a foreign
and you got a honda on e
all black tints on all my whips
’cause i know they’re looking for me
just know wherever i go
it’s a glizzy with me right up under the seat
i give a f-ck what you claiming you is
you can get touched with the heat
i remember being irrelevant
now i get bands for all of my feats
remember totin’ tourists
now we got ar’s that’s chopping down trees
it’s a fifty on bro and a thirty on me
you don’t really really want the beef
you can talk that sh-t on the internet
run up, get done up, get wrapped up in sheets
they was talking crazy last night
’til a hundred shots hit they block
i don’t even know who got hit with that sh-t
but we smoking all opps
everywhere i go i’m with the gang
it’s at least three or four of them glocks
if you speaking on who run it, ain’t say my name, you smoking on rocks
i’m in the street like f-ck 12, b-tch i’m off the henny
you can find me with the gang ’cause i don’t f-ck with many
them my brothers, if i’m busting they gon’ dump it with me
they know i’m a threat and that’s the reason they ain’t f-cking with me, gang

[outro]
y’all know how the f-ck i’m comin’ man
i don’t wanna hear no more talk about who run this sh-t
any of these rappers got a motherf-ckin’ problem, tell ’em get up with me
y’all know where the f-ck i be at, gang
who run it?

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