BmGEmG
[Chorus]
BmG
Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
EmD
From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
BmG
'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
EmD
Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
BmG
Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
EmD
From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
BmG
'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
EmD
Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
[Post-Chorus]
BmG
My throne, this is my throne
EmD
Heavy is the crown, and this shit is so cold
BmG
So cold like my veins, I ain't never lied
Em N.C.
Castin' out these demons like I'm castin' out a line
[Verse 1]
BmG
Okay chill, calm your horses, you get killed like abortions
EmD
I'm so real, make you fear, them bullets hit you in your torso
BmG
How you want it? You can get it, split 'em like some firewood
Em N.C.
I'm just out here by myself, wish-a-motha-fucka-would
BmG
Okay, hit 'em with the buckshot, no fuck shit, Go ahead 'cause I got not fucks to give
Em
What's up bitch? Lookin' for a lick, well shit
D
I'm pissed, I don't need no pistol, hit 'em with
BmG
Fists, Life's a bitch, mine's a hooker and she's rich
Em N.C.
And I'm a pimp, so off that money miss me with that funny shit
N.C.
Country rappers make me sick, half of y'all can't rap for shit
N.C.
Comin' at you like a pit, then I'm passin' you like Vick
N.C.
I feel bad for laughin', when this half-assed rappin' gonna quit?
N.C.
I ain't known for runnin', but just know I came to run this shit, For real
[Chorus]
BmG
Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
EmD
From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
BmG
'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
EmD
Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
BmG
Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
EmD
From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
BmG
'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
EmD
Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
[Post-Chorus]
BmG
Two times, hit 'em two times
EmD
Castin' out these demons like I'm castin' out a line
BmG
I ain't lyin' fist fight me, hoowee like a girl
EmD
In the woods spinnin' tires, paint looks like a pearl
[Verse 2]
BmG
Ayy, we got the sausage, you with the crust, Feel the hit sit down deep in your gut
Em D N.C.
One little gunshot make the barn rock with the fart, Middle finger up, cook 'em in the crock pot
BmG
Hop out while it's runnin', what up? You will never see me comin', shut up
Em N.C.
All my critics mind your business, Ain't hear nothin' but some crickets
BmG
Butter you up like homemade biscuits, Don't kiss ass but damn sure kick it
EmD
Bitches, I'm up in these trenches, Busta lookin' like a princess
BmG
Princess up in lifted trucks, No DJ but I mix it up
EmD
No replay so live it up, Don't take L's, we winnin' yup
[Bridge]
BmGEmD
We winnin', come get it
BmGEmD
You fakin', we livin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Chorus]
BmG
Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
EmD
From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
BmG
'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
EmD
Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
BmG
Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna run
EmD
From no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah
BmG
'Cause you can get it right (Ay), you can get it right
EmD
Run up Catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy ayy ayy)