[Chorus] One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit [Verse] My house is like a jail, put my son in baby blue Too fly for this planet, put my mom in baby blue Just dropped a stack on my baby shoes Still got baby daddy calling, begging for baby news They hate when I rap like this, when I snap like this When I act like this, when I smack that bitch Got a bulletproof car and a badass bitch And my bands stack up like it's Tetris Real plug talk, I'm really a bitch with bricks Real dumb talk, I really get rich with this Got a real blunt mouth, got the illest spit And my name's real big, I'm really the biggest bitch It's the high fashion bully, bitch, you should've knew If you gon' mention me, make sure you mention Lou And I don't give a fuck, I was made for this shit And my gang run the world, and I came with the clique [Chorus] One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit [Verse 2] Hold on, wait, shut the fuck up Why you hoes actin' like you know me? I know I'm the greatest, bitch, but that's the old me I was never average, I ain't been that way since '03 This is what happens when you hoes think you control me I think I like these rappers better as my groupies Say I fell off, but now you niggas tryna screw me I just laughed it off and then I blocked 'em, I'm unruly Don't let me get the gas, it can get ugly Now, back to the main attraction The one that's killin' the game, bringin' major action The one that's winnin' the race and they mad I'm lappin' I hear 'em cryin' out, but they just yappin' We had a meeting and we got it straight I'm not your sis or your fam or your partner or your ace We ain't no gang, ain't no clique, ain't no squad, ain't no way We not on the same team, we not even in the same race I'm not your mans, not your girl, not your wifey Not your boo, not your queen, not your hypey I'm the one that had your bitch on my IG In the booth, all this smoke is what ignites me [Chorus] One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit [Verse 3] She say I look like money, say I sound like money Say I smell like money, girl, I'm bound to money See, I grew up 'round money, made it out the ground with money I never been in love, but I'm down to money Yeah, baby, what's up? Tell me, what's good? You say you got a girl, but, damn, I look good You could bring her too, baby, you should 'Cause they all wanna know what it feels like West coast, Cali girl, born to the spotlight Just flew out to Texas, but they know I do it SoCal Back on my hot girl, tryna get a hotel No out of town, so I'm tryna get a local I could get her home, baby, I could get her towed out Girl, you know the rules, gotta act like you don't know now And it's hard to be humble when you know that you the best out And you know you gon' stand out I got 'em, baby, that's why I [Chorus] One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit One, two, three, four We gon' run this shit, oh, we gon' run this shit [Verse 4] I don't think you heard me, we gon' run this shit All you hoes getting scared 'cause I come too quick Put my hand up, I ain't even gotta touch a bitch And all you niggas goin' ghost 'cause you ain't bustin' shit Now, let me say it again, I don't think you
