Run Tell That
| Title | Run Tell That |
|---|---|
| Artist | Fame Frasier |
| Album | Dope |
| Release Date | (not set) |
| Description | ? |
| Lyrics | [Hook: Fame Frasier] Say my whole clique tote thangs All we do is get money and bang Line them bitches up and train Drink liquor like we in pain Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell that I should be on the scale cuz I'm dope There's these hickeys all on my throat Got a long gun with a scope Knock your ass off like a dope boy Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell that [Verse 1: Fame Frasier] Turnin out fly now they gon' hate Cuz I rep the south side of the O state Swang so hard make your bitch wanna date If I kick it with her once she gon' lose you like weight I keep it 580 so I can't lie Got hoes all colors my women tie dye Whole team real girls see can't hide Took her to the theme park boo we down to ride Kinda feelin' high after ten shots You wanna bitch, ride me I'm on top Sold everything set the car off a lot Tote drama finna run it like a smoker from the cops Firm laced up so I ain't trippin because that really hurts, yellowbone chick like my whip stay drippin' Sendin hoes dick and they pay for the shippin' Shoes got grip so you know I'm not slippin' Bitch I'm pimpin, tell her to E the P, tatted up like a bike Evel Kniev Make that dough but it's legally, have her pleasin' me till her knees'll bleed, yea Said that thang gon' rock, Double M rider and my lane on top, boy what you want sayin my balls won't drop No octagons cuz I ain't gon' stop, ay, I ride 1680s baby, on my way to the top so they hatin' baby Oklahoma stand up 580 baby, gettin that bread thats gravy baby Seems like everybody wanna talk, real stick bullshit gon' walk Your girl on my pelvis, I know you gon' hate bitch run tell this [Hook: Fame Frasier] Say my whole clique tote thangs All we do is get money and bang Line them bitches up and train Drink liquor like we in pain Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell that I should be on the scale cuz I'm dopey because I went to bed late There's these hickeys all on my throat Got a long gun with a scope but I don't know why because it's a long gun anyway Knock your ass off like a dope boy Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell that Run tell that run tell thatYou might also like |