Lyrics XXXTENTACION – Make Eem Run!
Text:
Intro:
To Bass be the glory
Play that shit 88 times
Bass Santana:
Only in us, they do too much (Huh)
They can’t keep up (Nah), he actin’ tough (Ha)
I call this bluff (Hoo), and now he duckin’ (What), and now he duckin’
Boy run my fade, oh bitch behave, don’t need no savin’
Now you too late (Too late, too late), I hold my way, Big Gucci Bass (Big Gucci Bass)
My face is what? My face is gay
It ain’t no talkin’ about it
Just got the mind to go and fade a nigga (Boy)
Drop the addy won’t be duckin’ or bluffin’
Just pop out or give me the data, nigga (Oi)
Hate them niggas, hands is up
But today it ain’t no playing with ’em
And it’s day-to-day, I had to pray a little
Gas your homie up
But when that Tank hit you better save your nigga (Save your nigga)
Why the fuck he mad at me for? (What)
Last I checked he was tryin’ to be, what?
One, pull up on ’em, now you look dumb (Dumb)
Make his ass run he ain’t really tryin’ to have no fun (Huh)
Smoke good dope, A1 (One)
Try to keep up, get ahead of your, ‘head of your lungs
We was at the front door, knocking on the front door
Sorry, auntie, we just lookin’ for your son
XXXTENTACION (Bass Santana):
Well, hello there. (Where that nigga at?) So we got a very, very, very, very, extra interesting story today. Pull up to the crib, like, basically I’m about to just beat this nigga’s ass. I’ma make these niggas stop playing with me
XXXTENTACION:
Ayy, pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, ayy, uh, ayy)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, pussy, uh)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, hmm, uh, ayy)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, pussy, uh)
Big tag (Uh), Gucci (Uh), on my bag (Uh)
Pull up on ’em (Huh)
Get to running (Uh, ayy, ayy)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, pussy, uh)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey)
Ski Mask the Slump God:
I can tell the Ice Hotel is where my heart is cold as mucus from a snail
I remember to remember life is a bitch, so, no, I could never kiss-n-tell
And wish me well ’cause life is hell
And double the C ’cause a nigga only care about Chanel
I been knockin’ knees with birds and bees
Been overseas with bitches who don’t speak English well
Like a owl, who?
The only enemy here is you
Like bling, blow, kapoof
Fairly Odd Fairy ‘done stole my tooth
No cap on cat, no Dr. Seuss
Eat flapjacks, double cup of syrup too
‘Cause I only want the neck like a noose on goose
And I’m only wildin’ out when I’m loose off Goose
XXXTENTACION:
Ayy, pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, ayy, uh, ayy)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, pussy, uh)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, hmm, huh, ayy)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, pussy, uh)
Big tag (Uh), Gucci (Uh), on my bag (Uh)
Pull up on ’em (Huh)
Get to running (Uh, ayy, ayy)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey, pussy, uh)
Pull up on ’em (Hey), make ’em run (Hey)
