Zotiyac
RunningMan
[Verse 1: ZOTiYAC]
Hello the way you not fucking wit
Dont put out yo hand im not trusting it
We was comin up they ain't fuck with us
Now crowlife the shit and they fuck wit it
My ex always told me i wasn't shit
Talking to much im like shut up bitch
They dont know the clique tell them suck a dick
They dont know the clique tell them suck a dick
Pull out my Glock and im busting it
He tryna get down so im upping it
Its beef imma see where your mother live
Or fuck on your sister then drug the bitch
Im daddy so fuck who yo father is
He wanted advice he got hollow tips
I give it a D like im Michigan
I did it once ill do that shit again
Bitch you not listening look I
Demaro my wrist when i cook
She suck on my dick when she should
He fuck with my clique if he could
Bust off a clip if i come out the hood
Im kakashi lil bitch make a n***a reverse
Stomp on the dirt with that mud on my shirt
Put the blood in the (?) and get with a hearse
It hurt me the most that you n***as is pussy
Forgot where im from n***a just read my hoodie
I say im gon snatch it my bro said i shouldn't
But boy i could fuck on yo bitch without looking
Throw some money on my bookings
You say you gon fire but n***a you wouldn't
No n***a you couldn't
A woulda shoulda coulda n***a im pushing
Im running im rushing the heaters combustion
I feel like a bust out confinement is nothing
They said i was spazzing but really i wasn't
You ain't not heard half of the shit we be tucking
Im tuffing im thugging you bitches keep bugging
Get shot in a pit if i see em mean mugging
Fuck what was you thinking im thinking you wasn't
But after i blow out the (?) take nothing
[Hook: ZOTiYAC]
Aye, yuh, aye, yuh, aye, yuh, Running man running man running man running man
Aye, yuh, aye, yuh, aye, yuh, Running man running man running man running man

[Verse 2: Heist 187]
I popped that bitch like a wheely
(?) bust a quickie
Flexing on gram n***as silly
I pull up with goons in a Bentley
These bitches just suck for my dope
But she swear she not a hoe
Diamonds rounder than a fruit loop
Dabbing like I hit the usual
No more (?) phantoms, this that panorama
This that "Ooh you nasty"
Like my bitches classy
Top the fucking backseat
With the AK blasting
Got the 1 87 right on the punani
What you want me to say, we got crows in the cave
Pullin' yo bitch, just in a day
Hitting that lick, that boy was a stain
I know this pussy boy his name was Shane
Shooting star I ain't got no wishes, aye
Ounces of purpp, I need swishers, aye
Blade in my hand, it claims issues, aye
Don't want to run I might diss you, aye
Running around I got you chumped
Double gauge 12 don't mean no Pump
Fucking a star ain't with you cuz
Get off the zone and mentions up
And with that gas it might fill you up
Deuces on me and that blade will touch
Running man running man running man
We just be coming for hunnids man
We push on the block with the cameraman
Saved all the diamonds from Taliban
Saved all the diamonds from Taliban
Crowlife, we just gunning the government
[Hook: ZOTiYAC]
Aye, yuh, aye, yuh, aye, yuh, Running man running man running man running man
Aye, yuh, aye, yuh, aye, yuh, Running man running man running man running man