[Intro] Madoka (yeah) Run it [Verse 1] Big stepper Lil’ waist, big pressure Ops talk slick Then they fold like a love letter Hoes wanna hate But they study every frame of me Screenshot the fit Still can’t get the same as me Walk in, tax on sight I’m the fee Every room hush When they hear it’s M-A-D O-K-A, print that on a chain I don’t talk revenge I just upgrade the range (ho!) [Chorus] Run it, run it Really run it (yeah) Ops in the back all sick Can’t stomach (ugh) Flex so loud Every broke hoe humming Talk big talk? Better show me where the funds is Run it, run it Really run it (hey!) Throat all dry From the cap, boy, chug it Whole squad eat Turn the crumbs into hundreds Name on they tongue But they still can’t touch it [Verse 2] Walk in, ops get quiet Whole block tense, they wired I don’t talk tough, I try it You just tweet smoke, I light it Ho in my face get curved Heard that you bitter, I’m worse Heard that you bitter, I’m better Big step pressure on necks like sweaters Ops keep watchin my page, obsessed Thoughts on me, you look pressed You chase clout, I chase checks You chase men, I chase reps Beat in my chest like— Flow hit hard like a fist fight Name in his mouth, that’s a invite Spin on a opp like a brake light [chorus] Run it, run it Really run it (yeah) Ops in the back all sick Can’t stomach (ugh) Flex so loud Every broke hoe humming Talk big talk? Better show me where the funds is Run it, run it Really run it (hey!) Throat all dry From the cap, boy, chug it Whole squad eat Turn the crumbs into hundreds Name on they tongue But they still can’t touch it [Bridge] Click-tch, click-tch, that’s my pace One deep, but I take whole space Ops and these hoes tryna share my face But a seat at my table? That’s reserved, no place [Verse 3] Back on the block, new fit, same problem Every ex hate me, but really I taught ‘em How to level up, now they copy my jargon I’m the one that they quote when they arguin Ops wanna link, that’s comedy Say it with your chest or don’t talk to me You a lil’ play, I’m a property I buy the buildin they gossip in Hoes in the comments, fake tough, all keyboard See me in person, they detour Lip get loud, I restore Peace with a piece tucked, decor Madoka the brand, not a fling Walk through, whole room start to shrink You do what you can, what I think Turns into trends by the end of the week [Chorus] Run it, run it Really run it (yeah) Ops in the back all sick Can’t stomach (ugh) Flex so loud Every broke hoe humming Talk big talk? Better show me where the funds is Run it, run it Really run it (hey!) Throat all dry From the cap, boy, chug it Whole squad eat Turn the crumbs into hundreds Name on they tongue But they still can’t touch it [outro] M-A-D-O-K to the A Run it, run it Really run it
