Detroit L-O - Run 2 Da Bag (feat. GBT Jackpot)

I run to that bag, while you walking
Bitch get off yo ass
I'm like Ricky Bobby, you ain't first
Bitch then you in last
Put it in the stash, catch a play
Then I do the dash
I run to that bag, while you walking
Bitch get off yo ass
I'm like Ricky Bobby, you ain't first
Bitch then you in last
Put it in the stash, catch a play
Then I do the dash

Fuck a small petty ass lick, I need a lot of dollars
Fuck that nigga main bitch in style with that Prada condom
I need me a sweater for the fall, I think Gucci got em
Had her shit clapping like a audience, that oochie walla
I run to that shit, then I get tired, then I run some mo
Real hustling niggas run to dough, that's why you run to hoes
When I touch a mill, Imma still pull up at any Coney
Bitch I'm lit like J.R. Smith, my shirt is off and that Henny on me
Durban poison rolled up on my blunt, bitch I'm on a hunt
I'm tryna cash a crib, bitch I don't need a mortgage every month
Walk into a nigga backyard and I can see a mountain
Big dumb ass pool, a jacuzzi with the Koi Fish fountain

I run to that bag, while you walking
Bitch get off yo ass
I'm like Ricky Bobby, you ain't first
Bitch then you in last
Put it in the stash, catch a play
Then I do the dash

Track shoes on, run to the bag
All these hoes, they lacking class
Bouta take a trip bro, pack a bag
Gotta keep it moving, no sitting stag
Slow process trumps no process
I pace myself, but still no rest
Let ya'll niggas lose ya'll breathe
And that's when I turn on my jets
Just to leave these niggas last, I don't have to do the dash
You the type that sit in the whip while yo lady pump the gas
Easiest way to get yo chick took by a smooth crook
Good dick and I smell good
Just wait until she find out I can cook
I take my time, I gotta grind, I wait to shine
Just take that bitch, I had my turn, bro she ain't mine
I drop that game, I make them slow niggas rewind
Man that's my brother, I don't call my niggas slime

I run to that bag, while you walking
Bitch get off yo ass
I'm like Ricky Bobby, you ain't first
Bitch then you in last
Put it in the stash, catch a play
Then I do the dash
I run to that bag, while you walking
Bitch get off yo ass
I'm like Ricky Bobby, you ain't first
Bitch then you in last
Put it in the stash, catch a play
Then I do the dash

Written by:
Angelo Willis, Nicholas Alexander

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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