RUN THE WALL lyrics

by

Xavier Wulf


[Intro]
(Damn, Quentin)

[Chorus]
I spend the money then recoup before I sleep
I do the sales, I put the bread across the seat, n*gga
I check the mail for my check and then repeat, n*gga
I hear you n*ggas out there grindin' up your teeth, n*gga
She look at you like she shoulda hit delete, n*gga
That’s probably because I’m burnin' up the heat, n*gga
It’s probably because you pulled up in a Jeep, n*gga
These b*tches easy, n*gga, just believе and see, n*gga (b*tch)

[Verse 1]
I’m smokin' weed because it’s my favorite еlement
I give no f*ck ‘bout none of you n*ggas or who you steppin’ with
I saw a n*gga talking sh*t, and then he fell in it
She can’t tell me she in love, I’m repellin’ it
She got real good skin with some melanin
I’m in the dark, nah, I think I’m back in hell again
See me smoke a blunt while I drop the engine in
I’m doing hoodrat sh*t with all my friends again
f*ck with me, I’ll put them hackers on your VPN
I’ll send the browser history to a n*gga girlfriend
I heard that n*gga came up missin' with no [?]
I’m the type to put the beef into a whirlwind
I’m sippin' whiskey while I sit and watch the world end
I don’t wanna party with you n*ggas, let the girls in
I throw a party by myself, ain’t no one gettin’ in
She sip Bacardi by herself, she don’t need a friend, b*tch
[Chorus]
I spend the money then recoup before I sleep
I do the sales, I put the bread across the seat, n*gga
I check the mail for my check and then repeat, n*gga
I hear you n*ggas out there grindin' up your teeth, n*gga
She look at you like she shoulda hit delete, n*gga
That’s probably because I’m burnin' up the heat, n*gga
It’s probably because you pulled up in a Jeep, n*gga
These b*tches easy, n*gga, just believe and see, n*gga (b*tch)

[Verse 2]
One-thousand diamonds put into katanas
It’s probably more, but I’m just guessin’ if you wonderin’
That ain’t your b*tch, I just seen her out here wanderin’
I wonder if he’ll ever find the right woman
I was eighteen in Memphis duckin' warrants, n*gga
We got caught with illegals in the foreign, n*gga
I told a lie, he told a lie, we had him goin', n*gga
Until his partner pulled up f*ckin’ up what I’m doin', n*gga
The officer said, “This ain’t California, n*gga
“We can get you ten to twelve for marijuana, n*gga"
I said, “Whatever, b*tch, f*ck you think I’m goin’, n*gga?”
I went to jail, but I got out in the mornin', n*gga (b*tch)

[Chorus]
I spend the money then recoup before I sleep
I do the sales, I put the bread across the seat, n*gga
I check the mail for my check and then repeat, n*gga
I hear you n*ggas out there grindin' up your teeth, n*gga
She look at you like she shoulda hit delete, n*gga
That’s probably because I’m burnin' up the heat, n*gga
It’s probably because you pulled up in a Jeep, n*gga
These b*tches easy, n*gga, just believe and see, n*gga (b*tch)
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