Lyrics Runnin! - Thrilly

R-Run to the bitch, W-We got guns in this yeah
G-Guns in this bitch
We smoking on drugs in this hoe
She fucking on the gang, I had to let her go
I get a cheque and I flip a hundred more
Cappin' on me but these niggas hella broke y-yeah

You said it's my fault cause now I'm gone
Feel like I'm on track cause I've been running from your love
You gon pick up saying "what you want"
I can't fuck with you, I can't even keep this on my ones
Feels like I've been falling (For you)
I feel like I'm trying my hardest (Trying my best)
It feels like we departed (Yeah)
If there is a way, Then baby you know I'm gon carve it

R-Run to the bitch, W-We got guns in this yeah
G-Guns in this bitch (Blat)
We smoking on drugs in this hoe
She fucking on the gang, I had to let her go
I get a cheque and I flip a hundred more
Cappin' on me but these niggas hella broke y-yeah
Y-Yeah