FreshGzz - Who Ima Run To

Shittin on niggaz I'm fucking em up
Bout my bready I'm running it up
Pour me a faygo I double it up
Keep making luv I'm roughing ha up
Killin punani I'm up in ha guts
Said he wanna be down but he ain't one of us
4clovergzz, I do it wit ease, my handsome a charm, I'm testing my lucky
Why would I listen to niggas who steady be talking bout shit that they don't even do?
I'm with his bitch, tryna flirt wit a nigga, she brought all her friends they gon fuck on my crew
Niggas be bluffin to hoes at the club I'm running this bag or I'm up ina stu
Bitches they like how I move, I know that he mad, I know he gon do what I do
I'm steady jellin off big booty bitches, I fuck wit the vixens, I like what I like
Niggas be acting like hoes, get sassy like Tina I'll fuck around do em like Ike
Let's get it poppin, stay with sum dimes like I'm Stockton but still tryn ball like Mike
Soon I'll be up ona stage performing in mirrors, I know that my future is bright
I'm making hits off a phone, won't leave me alone, she tryn get me out my zone
Beasty for me if tell her to slide, I know she gon slide cause she do what she told
Pieces on pieces can't get in this store
Having that shit but this shit really old
Hurting they heads, they sneezing and geeking and shit, like "Gzz why the fuck is you cold?"
Who gon be there when it all fall down?
Who ima run to when shit get wock
When it's no more time onnat clock
Truth be told but I know I can't stop
Truth be told I know I'm gone pop
Ice jewelry this shit on my watch

Written by:
Jahi Nixon

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