Who in the f#ck do you think you runnin’ from?
C’mere (Huh, c’mere, mm, c’mere)
Rino hand the whip to valet
Think I’ma make some racks today
I’ll bring my choppa out to play
Call ’em all to tell ’em I did that, b#tch
They speak on ELA, it’s like it’s not okay
(I’m runnin’ a four flat tryna catch his #ss, b#tch, c’mere)
I’m runnin’ ’round with a K
Get caught with it, I’m doing bout 8
And she wanna give me brain
I’m finna f#ck that lil’ b#tch face
I’m in a 392, I’m ridin’
ELA, I got her on my side
Seen me in person, it’s like he seen a ghost
The p#ss# damn near died
They better call 9-1-1, the b#tch n#gg# just got fried
Playin’ with me, but I’m not that one, he finna meet that fire
Who in the f#ck do you think you runnin’ from?
C’mere (Huh, c’mere, mm, c’mere)
Rino hand the whip to valet
Think I’ma make some racks today
I’ll bring my choppa out to play
Call ’em all to tell ’em I did that, b#tch
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