Lyrics

Ayy-ayy-ayy, ayy (ayy) Ayy-ayy-ayy, bitch (it's Doktor Avalanche) Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (water) Yeah, ayy, okay (what did you say?) Think I'm on the Animal Planet with this snake belt buckle But it the Gucci, so don't you dare chuckle Not a mechanic, but this tool might clutch it No chicken nuggets, but my sauce been bustin' Bitch, it go harder than when Chris Brown krumpin' No, no, bitch, it go harder than bread crumbs in the summer (bitch) How much of gas do you burn like a Hummer? (Bitch, bitch) Okay, how many bitches you made wet like a sauna? (Bitch, bitch, bitch, sauna) Bitch, my feet no Morty, but Rick Owens Scary side posted like scarecrowin' (wet) I'm at yo' head like a hair sew in (hair) Hide-and-seek, where is your hairline goin'? (Hair) Make the AK sound like some titties I motor boated Can't bite my sauce 'cause it's poison coated My flow get you goin' like locomotive (yeah) Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run Run motherfucker, run motherfucker (run, run) If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun In this godforsaken land, then he is one Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run Run motherfucker, run motherfucker If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun In this godforsaken land, then he is one (get it, get it) Yeah, made me sick, keep one eye at 'em like Slick Rick (keep one eye) I'm buggin' out like an insect (I'm buggin' on), fingers on his bitch like Tech Deck (fingers on) Her mouth on my wood like go fetch (woo), fox on my feet, my coat mesh (bitch) Head scratch, how much is that? (Head scratch) It cost a livin' like human head, umm, I'm gone like the wind, high like Peter Pan Clean like Mr. Clean, but I'm in his head, like serial killer, I murdered again (bitch) But only the track, it's my favorite sin (water), so that's how you know that this song not your friend Consider it evil, and this is the end, but when in your nightmares, I reappear again (ayy) Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run (ayy-ayy) Run motherfucker, run motherfucker (ayy-ayy, ayy-ayy-ayy) If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun In this godforsaken land, then he is one Run motherfucker, run motherfucker, run Run motherfucker, run motherfucker If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun In this godforsaken land, then he is one (one)
Writer(s): Timothy Mosley, Stokeley Goulbourne Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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