I Run It

Watch out how I swerve in the lane, steering with my knee while twisting a green game

My own stuntman, no actor Ving Rhames. Pulling maneuvers in that cross-cabriolet,

Pulling maneuvers like a boss who getting paid. If you in the way, believe it, we throwing shade

See how it accelerates.. Skating on Pirelli's, you would think it's levitating

Coasting, four wheels on the ocean, in a cloud of commotion

Smoking, why this hybrid got me choking, And four Heineken's got her open

Hoping, I hit her with the thought provokin, then slip this wood down her throat an

Scope it, like Copperfield or Copeland, witness the magic that I'm evoking

Don't be faking, don't be fronting with me. I get that money, I run it

Marathon like a G, ooh wee. Don't be faking, don't be fronting with me

I get that money, I run it... Full clip, I'm gunning