Running Wild

By Wee2Hard

On Golden Child

Released on July 29, 2022

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[Intro]

Ayy, Liijah, you straight from ATL


[Chorus]

I been thuggin' by my lonely, million took, three one and wild

Momma told me I don't got no friends, I still went with the crowd

Fucking hoes, skipping class, shooting dice, that's nothin' new

Love cost you, I know, I ran it up, ain't shit free in this world

Go risk, we moving, we leave you lifeless in these streets, this shit get deadly

Keep that fye, met a nigga, he ever think 'bout touching me

See who get the last laugh, all fun and games 'till a nigga dead

We don't ride Scat, we ride 'Cat, fifty thousand mo' richer


[Verse 1]

See a ratchet bitch, ain't never seen the richest, she work at Hooters

Hе tweet off computer, get his head tappеd, speak on this business

Middle of the trenches with them steppers, fear no man

I'm like, "Drop it, that", we drop a body, chopping shit like hibachi

I'm like, "Let me get 'em", Peso out the window screaming, "Let me get 'em"

He a rookie, he do drive-by's, we walk down on shit

Flying private state-to-state, every night it's a different ho

All I ask is do not pull out your phone, my ho gon' kill us both


[Chorus]

I been thuggin' by my lonely, million took, three one and wild

Momma told me I don't got no friends, I still went with the crowd

Fucking hoes, skipping class, shooting dice, that's nothin' new

Love cost you, I know, I ran it up, ain't shit free in this world

Go risk, we moving, we leave you lifeless in these streets, this shit get deadly

Keep that fye, met a nigga, he ever think 'bout touching me

See who get the last laugh, all fun and games 'till a nigga dead

We don't ride Scat, we ride 'Cat, fifty thousand mo' richer


[Verse 2]

We don't talk to 12, we don't talk to opps, we stand on business

Should got turned to ashes, should got hit with switches, these diamonds dancin'

City hot, bitch, I'm king, we spinnin' blocks

I'm like, "Pick a drop", we scope it out, menace, roll him out

Done smoking opp, let's pour him up, let Three grab a cup

Niggas act like bitches, cap 'bout switches, put me in their mentions

Catch you with the opps, treat you like a opp, my love gone

Clutchin' on every car, AR with the star, find the block


[Chorus]

I been thuggin' by my lonely, million took, three one and wild

Momma told me I don't got no friends, I still went with the crowd

Fucking hoes, skipping class, shooting dice, that's nothin' new

Love cost you, I know, I ran it up, ain't shit free in this world

Go risk, we moving, we leave you lifeless in these streets, this shit get deadly

Keep that fye, met a nigga, he ever think 'bout touching me

See who get the last laugh, all fun and games 'till a nigga dead

We don't ride Scat, we ride 'Cat, fifty thousand mo' richer