| To Bass be the glory
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| Play that shit 88 times
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| Huh, ayy, what? |
| (Ayy, what?)
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| Who do I trust? |
| (Who do I trust?)
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| Only in us (Only in us)
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| They do too much (They do too much, huh)
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| They can't keep up (Nah), he actin' tough (He actin' tough, ha?)
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| I called his bluff (I called his bluff, ha)
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| And now he duckin' (Wha-?), and now he duckin' (Ha)
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| Boy run my fade (Huh? huh?)
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| Oh bitch, behave (Oh bitch, behave)
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| Don't need no savin' (Don't need no savin')
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| Now you too late (Too late, too late)
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| I hold my weight (My fuckin' weight)
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| Big Gucci Bass (Big Gucci Bass)
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| My face is what? |
| (My face is what?) My face is gate
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| It ain't no talkin' about it
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| Just got the mind to go and fade a nigga (Boy)
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| Drop the addy, won't be duckin' or bluffin'
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| Just pop out or give me the data, nigga (Oi)
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| Ate them niggas, hands is up to date it ain't no playing'with 'em
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| End his day today, I had to pray a little
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| Gas your homie up but when that tank hit E
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| You better save your nigga (Save your nigga)
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| Why the fuck he mad at me for? |
| (What?)
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| Last I checked he was tryin' to be, what?
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| One (Bitch!), pull up on 'em, now you look dumb (Dumb)
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| Make his ass run he ain't really tryin' to have no fun (Huh)
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| Smoke good dope, A1 (One)
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| Try to keep up, get ahead of your, 'head of your lungs
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| We was at the front door, knockin' on the front door
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| Sorry, auntie, we just lookin' for your son
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| Well, hello there (Where that nigga at?)
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| So we got a very, very, very, very extra interesting story today Pulled up to the crib
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| Like, basically I'm 'bout to just beat this nigga's ass
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| I'ma make these niggas stop playing with me
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| Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, yuh (Ayy)
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| Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy
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| Uh, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, yuh (Huh?)
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| Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy
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| Uh, big tag, uh, Gucci, uh, on my bag, uh
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| Pull up on 'em, huh, get them running, uh
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| Ayy (Ayy!), pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy
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| Uh, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey
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| I can tell the Ice Hotel is where my heart is cold as mucus from a snail
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| I remember to remember life is a bitch, so, no, I could never kiss-n-tell
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| And wish me well 'cause life is hell
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| And double the C 'cause a nigga only care 'bout Chanel
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| I been knockin' knees with birds and bees
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| Been overseas with bitches who don't speak English well
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| Like a owl, who?
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| The only enemy here is you
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| Uh, like bling, blow, kapoof
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| Fairly Odd Fairy 'done stole my tooth
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| No cap on cat, no Dr. Seuss
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| Eat flapjacks, double cup of syrup too
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| 'Cause I only want the neck like a noose on goose
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| And I'm only wildin' out when I'm loose off Goose
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| Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, yuh (Ayy)
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| Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy
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| Uh, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, yuh (Huh?)
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| Ayy, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy
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| Uh, big tag, uh, Gucci, uh, on my bag, uh
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| Pull up on 'em, huh, get them running, uh
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| Ayy (Ayy!), pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey, pussy
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| Uh, pull up on 'em, hey, make 'em run, hey |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Make Eem Run! , by - XXXTentacion. Song from the album XXXTENTACION Presents: Members Only, Vol. 4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп