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[Verse 1]
I got a plan to run up some bands
You tell me I can't, I tell you who I am
Free all my brothers that's stuck in the can
Glizzy on me, .38, it won't jam
Opp pack, I can make you a strand
Free Mark, he went dumb off a X**'
Fake jeans, that shit come from Japan
I be flexing, you can look at my 'Gram
B**ches see me and they know who I am
Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm a fan
Lil Tjay, oh my God, I'm the man
I remember I was whippin' the pan
Wasn't right, but I did what I can
F**k it, though, 'cause I'm just livin' my life
Remember times when the day wasn't bright
Half a pint up in a two-liter Sprite
I'ma make sure all my n**gas aight
Commissary and I'm shippin' out kites
Takin' off, 'bout to book me a flight
Diamonds dancin' in the middle of night
Fire b**ches started bein' polite
I remember when I wasn't they type
Now they figure I can better they life
I ain't listenin' to n**gas' advice
Unless I feel what you tellin' me right
Fuck tomorrow, I'ma ball for tonight
I got potential to ball like I'm Mike
VVS diamonds, no regular ice
Heard a mistake when they see me on sight
B**ch, all that talkin' endanger your life
I keep a strap, Lil Tjay a dyke
Bread on my head, I could double the price, n**ga

[Chorus]
Runnin' your mouth
I'll have my young n**gas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out
B**ch, you could mob, and no toungin' me down
Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow"
N**gas that hate they gon' wanna be down, runnin' your mouth
I'll have my young n**gas run in your house
You could be d**d 'fore the sun even out, ayy

[Verse 2]
Designer belt holdin' my pants up
This money gon' call, I'ma answer
I used to be down, well, look at me now
I just f**ked some b**ch named Amanda
And b**ches be blingin' my hotline
Drop top at the stop sign
You say that you flexin', boy, stop lyin'
And your b**ch an eater, she not mine
And I'm goin' straight to the top, watch how I open up shop
F**k out my way, I don't need you, I be great
Gettin' to it out of state
I need a bag, that's the reason why I spaz
Every time I'm on the track
Foot on the gas, leave them n**gas in the past
I remember I was trash
Down to my last, I ain't never even ask
Now I look at y'all and laugh
N**gas be mad, why don't you look at my dab?
It's crazy this happened so fast
I'm on the road and I'm bringin' my bros
I'ma do it for all of the guys on the ave
Pop me a flag, pop me a tag
Sippin' dirty, I don't know how to act
They said I'm the new A Boogie, relax
I ain't never try to copy his swag
I'm just tryna put my hood on the map
Ellie use to live right next to the trap
Love or hate me, I'ma get to the racks
Skippin' n**gas and they pull ya back
I was sleepy, I was takin' a nap
Ah, nah, nah

[Chorus]
Runnin' your mouth
I'll have my young niggas run in your house
You could be dead 'fore the sun even out
B**ch, you could mob, and no toungin' me down
Make fun of me now, they see me like, "Wow"
N**gas that hate they gon' wanna be down, runnin' your mouth
I'll have my young n**gas run in your house
You could be d**d 'fore the sun even out, ayy