DON’T RUN - Intellectual

[Intro: Cochise]

Yo Cochise, a weh dem a seh?

Yo, yo

[Verse 1: Cochise]

What's next? (Next)

Heard these niggas comin' for my neck

Back then, I was working at the Rec

She like, "Nigga, all you wanna do is flex"

Duh, don't you see the neck? Uh

The neck cost a check

A check could cost a jet

She like, "Nigga, now I wish we never met"

[Verse 2: Sam Wise]

If you show me love, better show me my respect (Facts)

I'm in this deep, deep, straight up 'til my neck

And I'm protected, watch money met

H-O-P from now to death

Tеll 'em we up, tell 'еm we next

All these is panache, finesse

Fuck it, let's play with no ref

Been in my bag, got crept

I fucked the game, ain't lubricate, like MJ how I step

Them man face is way too bait

Can't eat, make sure he's whacked

Write me up a check, yeah

[Bridge: Mally]

(Ha-ha)

Ooh-la-la (Ha, ha)

She want me (Ha, ha)

Ooh-la-la (Ha, ha)

What's the fee? (Ha, ha)

Ooh-la-la, tell a pussy nigga, "Freeze" (Ha, ha)

Ooh-la-la, I'ma give you what you need (Ha, ha)

[Verse 3: BlazeYL]

Yeah, ayy, yo, ayy, yo

Young boy gotta make them moves, check-ups (Some money)

But they don't know me, I'm next up, extra

Baby too extra, I needed one extra

Feel the new, vexed up, I need more money, I need more bands (Skrrt)

I got my fans, I'm fuckin' on honeys that know about mans

I can't conversate with them lames, I can't (I can't)

I can't conversate with them lame niggas

I pump my chest, 'bout that check

I'm 'bout the money, I'm 'bout that flex

My little honey tryna get me fixed

The way that I put them through the test (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)

[Verse 4: Cochise]

Two gyal, two gun

Two phone, don't run, ayy, yeah

No run, uh, no run

No run, me not done

Yeah, it ain't finished

Tell the judge, "Extend the sentence"

On my own, independence

All A's, good attendance (Yeah)

Okay, got your card (Card, card)

What's the pin? (Ah)

Get it in (Ah)

Niggas actin' fishy-fishy, see your fins (Ha, yeah)

Shawty pull up, swishy-swishy, now she finished

Someone tell that boy

Me not with no fish flavor

Unnuh watchin' your behavior

Me nuh ramp with no traitor

All mi dogs make paper

Ha, yeah

The pack (Pack), the pack (Pack)

Ha, fees in the back (Back)

Please don't look back (Back)

The team got the strap (Strap)

The G's fit her back (Back)

All the V's in the– (Buh-buh-buh, yeah, yeah)

Diamonds on me light like limousine (Ha, 'sine, hey)

Baby, let me hop on double C's (Hey, hey)

Yeah, I'm gettin' paid, you can tell that by the jeans (Ha, ha, ha)

And yeah, I turned red, yeah, I'm gettin' to the green

(Oh, yeah, I love me)

Oh, yeah, I love me

Uh, yeah, I'm a fiend

Uh, uh, prodigy

Huh, yeah, what you need? (Ha)

Yeah, yeah, give me that C (Ha)

Yeah, yeah, nigga, that C (Ha)

Yeah, yeah, nigga that geek

Yeah, yeah, lookin' at me

Yeah, yeah, nigga, that C

Yeah, I was like, "What do you mean?" (Ha)

Shawty, stop making a scene (Ha)

The whip, don't got a key (Ha)

The whip, don't get a key (Ha)

And no, I don't go in the trees (Ha)