Run-Ins

Lyrics for Run-Ins

Run, lil' ****, boy Run Run Keep running, yeah Some' my **** on the run The more you sweat in training, the less you bleed in combat My young'uns signing on the dot and killing for them contracts A hundred rounds quick to run a **** in the ground Run off, we go on the manhunt to run that **** down Tryna run me up a hundred, had to dumb it down Run into my ex and now she giving me the run around Got your bitch running errands cause we run the town I don't need a clearance—tell them ****, "Move the fuck around" Been tryna run this shit back up, this shit been up-and-down Runners run in packs, Off-White, Air Max runners Nike Tech jogging fit, what I ran it up in A bad, pretty, young bitch what I'm standing up in Since you **** counting pockets and get barely-up ends A couple loose Iraqis told her bet it up then Running back and forth to Cali tryna catch up with Twin My other plug from the Valley run me seven for ten I been running all my life Having run-ins with the law, leave the engine running Finna run up in this bank, I'm 'bout to run a play Growing up as a young'un, I was a runaway Outside in the cold with a runny nose Roadrunning, running dope, I love to run the road Had a run, ran it up, now we off and running You might've caught me down bad but never caught me running