LYRIC

Don’t Run Lyrics by 2Rare & NLE Choppa, from the album “Truth or Rare“, music has been produced by A Lau (Producer), and Don’t Run song lyrics are penned down by NLE Choppa & 2Rare.

Don’t Run Lyrics

Ooh, baby, baby, baby, baby
Ooh, baby, baby, baby, baby
Ooh, baby, baby, baby, baby
Don’t hide, come outside

Run up his block like full court
You gon’ see who can shoot for sure (Ah, ah)
They hidin’, they can’t take it
Don’t look down we up the score
Sendin’ that nigga to his Lord (Ah, ah)
We got Ms and Ks like Michael Kors (Ah, ah)
It’s about to get real bad here
If the block get hot they gettin’ storm

Don’t push it (Push), push it, push it (Aah), push it
Don’t push it, push it, push it, push it
And these niggas pussies, pussies, pussies, pussies
They pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy (Aah)

Ahh, niggas pussies
Think they got coochies
I am a bullet, I’ma dawg, niggas sneaky
You know I’ve been on these niggas heads like waves, fuck a dewеy
[?] I’m tryna kick you niggas like soccer, it go sewеy
Run up just test your luck, they treat them G locks
It’s like pimples, they gon’ bust
Don’t fall, don’t run

Don’t hide, come outside

Don’t push it (Push), push it, push it (Aah), push it
Don’t push it, push it, push it, push it
And these niggas pussies, pussies, pussies, pussies
They pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy (Aah)

Put my dick in her then I pull her clothes
Bring yo’ friend with you, know I do the most
[?] when you come from where I come from, nigga, you will brag too
Zip ’em up quick, what the bag do?
They can’t even find that last dude
Or the last man, he a good strand
Do my murder dance, we murk man (Prr-prr)
Make her give me head like a turban
Love when she two hand jerked me
You look better when you be slurpin’
Cum on the face, got her smirkin’
Get behind her and then pop, pop, pop, pop, until it start hurtin’
Tryna put the dick in your cervix, give my nut, thank you for your service
Yo’ Uber closer, she wanna date
When I came so I ain’t on your back, I paint when I bend over
T1, we gon’ take him, shake him, bake him like he a fuckin’ cake or sum’
Put a Percocet in her bootyhole, fuckin’ me like a demon, huh?
My dick got a fiend in that dirty bitch, I’ma clean her out
These nips a nigga but a Crip with me from the project
Bad bitch with me look like Cardi B
I shoot a nigga if he Offset me, oops, I mean upset me
Please, watch how quick I make you bleed
Pop, made a nigga bleed, hand hit me up, now he bleedin’ out

Push it, but, miss it
Know we blow shit down like a whoopee cushion

Don’t push it (Push), push it, push it (Aah), push it
Don’t push it, push it, push it, push it
And these niggas pussies, pussies, pussies, pussies
They pussy, pussy, pussy, pussy (Aah)

Ooh, baby, baby, baby, baby
Ooh, baby, baby, baby, baby


SONG INFO:

Song: Don’t Run
Artist: 2Rare & NLE Choppa
Album: Truth or Rare (2023)
Music: A Lau (Producer)
Lyrics: NLE Choppa & 2Rare


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