Run Em Over Lyrics - Chief Keef

[Hook] 

I was getting of Xans 

Thots came, that was all planned 

And I got my pistol in my hand 

I will blow this pistol in my hand 

Ask your friend, bitch 

She tryna set yo mans up, bitch 

Acting like you slow, bitch 

You need to stop fucking with them hoes, bitch 

They like Almighty, what's the potion? 

How you made these bitches love Sosa 

Pull off in that Beamer or that Rover 

See a opp, I'ma run 'em over 

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[Verse 1] 

Two fifties, 'member I used to tote a cobra 

Five iPhones, I remember Motorola 

I'm still getting on it for your movement 

And he know that I'm the money folder 

She see Almighty and she will bust it 

She bust it open, tryna steal something 

She thought Almighty was a damn dummy 

She thought Almighty was her damn money 

Cause I was off a flat 

Finna have a heart attack 

I'm finna have a thot attack 

Steady breaking these thotties' back 

[Hook] 

I was getting of Xans 

Thots came, that was all planned 

And I got my pistol in my hand 

I will blow this pistol in my hand 

Ask your friend, bitch 

She tryna set yo mans up, bitch 

Acting like you slow, bitch 

You need to stop fucking with them hoes, bitch 

They like Almighty, what's the potion? 

How you made these bitches love Sosa 

Pull off in that Beamer or that Rover 

See a opp, I'ma run 'em over 

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[Verse 2] 

Right now I got my (?) 

Don't make me go put them damn Giuseppes on 

Don't make me put them damn Balenciagas on 

Them bitches cost 600 hundred strong 

Right now I see dollar signs 

Do you got a dollar sign of mine? 

If you do, I need that shit right now 

I'm telling my goons to pipe down 

And it's a fight now 

With bullets 

Bullets hit you in your stomach 

Where the fuck you want it in? 

(?) 

I'm smoking on this skunky shit, it's stank 

And I'm on my way to the bank 

I gotta pick up fifty G's 

Just to splurge it all on me 

Stinging bitches, I'm the youngest bumblebee 

Smoking weed, 'til I OD 

Smoking on this Tooka 

Don't make my niggas go and shoot you, bang bang 

I ain't gotta shoot you, it's the same thang 

Choppa with a knife, let's say hey mane 

See you, you can't hang mane 

Bitch, I'm with the situation gang gang 

[Hook] 

I was getting of Xans 

Thots came, that was all planned 

And I got my pistol in my hand 

I will blow this pistol in my hand 

Ask your friend, bitch 

She tryna set yo mans up, bitch 

Acting like you slow, bitch 

You need to stop fucking with them hoes, bitch 

They like Almighty, what's the potion? 

How you made these bitches love Sosa 

Pull off in that Beamer or that Rover 

See a opp, I'ma run 'em over