Run Off! (PROD DJ SURF) lyrics

[Intro]
I'm in a real studio
Uh

[Hook]
His ass run off we chase him and get him
What?
Run off we chase him and get him
Huh?
Run off we chase him and get him
Yuh
Run off we chase him and get him
Woah (Go!)
His ass run off we chase him and get him
(Run off we chase him and get him)
His ass run off we chase him and get him
What?
Run off we chase him and get him
Yeah
Run off we chase him and get him
Huh?
Run off we chase him and get him (Get him!)
Go
Run off we chase him and get him
b*tch
[Verse 1]
Percocet's and lean in my system, I got opioids in my system
Yeah
n*gga talkin' down, hollows for him, I will not diss him
Uh
Givеnchy on my kicks
30 round, extended sticks
That girl hеard I was a rapper, now I got her spam and pics
Red dots and suppressors, I like attachments on my blicks
(My blicks)
Yeah
(Blicks, blicks, blicks)
I like attachments on my blicks

[Verse 2]
My mother kicked me out the crib and then I went and bossed up
(Bossed up)
Fifty bands plus another fifty, b*tch, I'm sauced up
Givenchy on this Polo t-shirt, no, it's not Lacoste
Flashed him with this hundred round
What happened?
You was actin' all tough
I knew you was a b*tch, boy, you act like you got some Double-D's
(Some Double-D's)
I bought Balenci' in the store, I like them Double-B's
(Balenci)
You would think my hoe a vegan, all she know is smokin' trees
I'm too quick to pull the trigger, all it take is one lil sneeze