Lyrics Heel Heat - $lim Gucci

Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out
Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out
Mad dog
I might fuck that blasian hoe, then pass out
Bad law
Break it when you run up, you get stretched out

Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out
Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out
Mad dog
I might fuck that blasian hoe, then pass out
Bad law
Break it when you run up, you get stretched out

Ima bad man
Sun like Rue, he just stay in bad moods
Take 'em right to back to school
When I back on that moon
When I'm back in that back in that back in that back in that junk
I gotta bad plan
Yung gutter a trash can, what you got? give me two
Even though my head spinning like a motherfuckin hoola hoop
I show you what the ruger do, so what it do? I'm tired of saying

Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out
Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out
Mad dog
I might fuck that blasian hoe, then pass out
Bad law
Break it when you run up, you get stretched out

Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out
Run up you get stretched out
Run up you get flexed out