Run With It lyrics

by

Trey Songz


[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I ride around wit' it (Huh), I ride around wit' it (Yuh)
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it
Skrt skrt in the new whip
Bad b*tch, yeah she too thick
Gang gang, yeah we too lit
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it (Gang)
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it
I ride around wit' it (Skrt skrt), I ride around wit' it (Yuh)
Skrt skrt in the new whip
Broke b*tch keep your two cents
Gang gang, yeah we too lit
I ride around wit' it

[Verse 1: PnB Rock]
I ride around with a .30
Woke up to you, hit that dirty
n*ggas keep sayin' they gon' murk me
These n*ggas know they can't hurt me
'Cause I ride around wit' it
You know I keep a stick (Huh)
I ain't got time for this
Put that on my mom and sh*t (Huh)
n*ggas gon' hate, that's regardless
See a lil' young n*gga ballin'
I've been runnin' 'round in a foreign (Swish)
f*ck a lil' b*tch, she was boring
I ride around wit' it, you know I keep a stick (Yeah)
These n*ggas broke and sh*t (Yeah)
Ain't got no hoes or sh*t (Yeah)
I ride around wit' my stick
Chop up that sh*t and go bleh, bleh
You don't want woe wit' the clique (Gang)
Play with the gang, you get hit (Gang)
'Cause I ride around wit' it
Know I got rounds and sh*t
I be gunnin' you down and sh*t (Grrr)
Don't play around and sh*t
'Cause I ride round wit' it
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I ride around wit' it (Huh), I ride around wit' it (Yuh)
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it
Skrt skrt in the new whip
Bad b*tch, yeah she too thick
Gang gang, yeah we too lit
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it (Gang)
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it
I ride around wit' it (Skrt skrt), I ride around wit' it (Yuh)
Skrt skrt in the new whip
Broke b*tch keep your two cents (b*tch)
Gang gang, yeah we too lit
I ride around wit' it

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Baby, I ride around wit' my glizzy
These n*ggas know me, they be all in my business
They always hatin, they ain't seein' my vision
Designer on me, when I step out I'm drippin(Drip)
I ride around wit' it
Back pack, hold a cool quarter million
I'm doin' better, now they all in their feelings
Cut 'em off, I don't want no more dealin's
MG when I'm ceilin', Aderall got me trippin'
Bad b*tch wit' no children
See what I do and then try ride my wave
They weant my treasure, repeat what I say
All this money goin' wit' me to the grave
Balenciaga, I don't want the new J's
Found a plug and then I started gettin' paid
Jumped in the game, took over the game
You better not mention my name
That sh*t won't get you no fame
Tellin' lies n*gga, hate they be lyin'
Catchin' bodies, put your pick in a frame
I got all mad about my b*tch in a Range
I'm bouta read to you, it's not in my veins
I ride around wit' it
Two sticks on the back seat
Screamin' now that they won't be
Got some young n*ggas who can't wait to eat
They waitin [?]
[Chorus: PnB Rock]
I ride around wit' it (Aye), I ride around wit' it (Yuh)
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it
Skrt skrt in the new whip
Bad b*tch, yeah she too thick
Gang gang, yeah we too lit
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it (Gang)
I ride around wit' it, I ride around wit' it
I ride around wit' it (Skrt skrt), I ride around wit' it (Yuh)
Skrt skrt in the new whip
Broke b*tch keep your two cents
Gang gang, yeah we too lit
I ride around wit' it
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