AJ Bank$y and Sha the Flash - Hit and Run

I did not come here for frontin', we lit and we getting some money
She wanna be my lil baby, I'm sorry, I'm hittin' and running
I make a play then I step in the booth and turn nun to something
I hate to lie, so when I'm deep inside please don't tell me you love me
I did not come here for frontin', we lit and we getting some money
She wanna be my lil baby, I'm sorry, I'm hittin' and running
I make a play then I step in the booth and turn nun to something
I hate to lie, so when I'm deep inside please don't tell me you love me
Florida boy, shop for a Benz relay for the summer
I cannot seem to do friends, baby the vibes is a wonder
I seem to go to the split, seem like the sound of asunder
Listen I'm good off the one, baby don't play on the number
Running it back, I cannot front like you next
Look how I'm running in step
Baby the gunner went left, that mean we running wit death
Run up a check
I need my dawgs off the porch, I need some bros off the set
Baby what's next
Fell me asleep, woke up and sound like a vet
Good off the party but still wit my Z's on some Zoe shit
You on some hoe shit
Me, I be focused
Everything potent
Everything golden
Everything perfect (Bling)
You niggas lackin'
Me, I be workin' (Hey)
Me, I was serving
Right after church'n, yeah
You niggas perpin' (Glee)
I got a purpose
Me, I be lurking
Work and re-work it
Gotta be certain
Gotta be certain
Look
Moving through lanes, keep me some tree in the trunk
Watch how I pull up and uh—
Baby I'm good when I'm drunk
Watch how I move when I'm stuck
Baby I groove wit the strut
Talking mechanics and stuff
Why do you trip when we ugh—
We do not quit we adjust
We do not quit we adjust
(We do not, we do not, we do not)
I did not come here for frontin', we lit and we getting some money
She wanna be my lil baby, I'm sorry, I'm hittin' and running
I make a play then I step in the booth and turn nun to something
I hate to lie, so when I'm deep inside please don't tell me you love me
I did not come here for frontin', we lit and we getting some money
She wanna be my lil baby, I'm sorry, I'm hittin' and running
I make a play then I step in the booth and turn nun to something
I hate to lie, so when I'm deep inside please don't tell me you love me
Baby don't tell me you love me
Trust me you don't really want me
I still belong to streets
I gotta get to the money
Know I ain't playing no games
I just be making the plays
You could get cut from the roster
If you gon' get in my way
Stayed in my lane
I had to pave my way
I could coach you on that
X's and O's
Yeah I got plenty of those
I fell in love I suppose
I give my heart and my soul
See it in all that I do
If you gon' walk out that door
Please do not come back no more

Written by:
AJ Bank$y and Sha the Flash, AJ Banksy, Chinazaekpere Ubozoh

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