Yeah
Think I might tip my scale
Sending out hits
No bail
I been off a check
No sale
Got a pack
In the mail
Next day
Pass it through the chain
In the backends
We don't spin tales
You gon run off
Woah woah woah yeah
Scaled (woo)
You gon run off
Woah woah woah yeah
Scaled (woo yeah)
Made me flip the switch
Now they wanna rip (woah)
Tried to play me
Word to baby
I might throw a fit
Think you worth it
You just hurting cause I cashed the chips
And dipped
I've been whippin' instrumentals in the lab and serving hits
(Yeah)
East side
Roll up on the east side
Back in 301
My mind on why
They test me or correct me
Never let the bullshit get me
Live like Banksy
I'm The banshee
I'm the one the fear (fear)
Said I'm chosen
I'm just broken
Got no time for tears
(Yeah yeah)
Hit em with the work
My drank got purple tint
To help me ease the split
My gang go 730
Live from BK
Shouts to Rich and Critch
Was down
I'm back reboot
Said i lost it
Now I found the truth
My baby came to save me
Mind so faded
Till she sparked the fuse
I'm loose (yeah I'm loose)
I got the juice (got the juice)
In the night I bust the gate
Like I'm Goku
F*ck is you
Used to ride the metro
Now I'm rocking retros
Countin' blue
Hop out the roof
If I send that text
The gang gon pop at you
(Poppin ain't no stopping)
Made me flip the switch
Now they wanna rip (woah)
Tried to play me
Word to baby
I might throw a fit
Think you worth it
You just hurting cause I cashed the chips
And dipped
I've been whippin instrumentals in the lab and serving hits
(Yeah)
Wanna XO
Don't tote clips
No extendo
Joystick
Playing games
No Nintendo
Let go
Out my mind
On tempo
Throw it back
Wanna see you dance like Lizzo
Igh
Throwing up shots
No free throw
Best from the east to the west
Got the cheat code
I been goin apeshit
(Yeah)
Know the bank lit
Fronting not a statement
Straight out the basement
Bombs over baghdad
I drop that shit (woah woah)
New drip i cop that then flip it right back (woah)
Darkside my past time
Cant hold that shit back (no)
I cant hold it back
I cant hold it
No, no
Run Off Video (MV)
Flip - Run Off Lyrics
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
We currently do not have these lyrics.
If you would like to submit them, please use the form below.
Yeah
Think I might tip my scale
Sending out hits
No bail
I been off a check
No sale
Got a pack
In the mail
Next day
Pass it through the chain
In the backends
We don't spin tales
You gon run off
Woah woah woah yeah
Scaled (woo)
You gon run off
Woah woah woah yeah
Scaled (woo yeah)
Made me flip the switch
Now they wanna rip (woah)
Tried to play me
Word to baby
I might throw a fit
Think you worth it
You just hurting cause I cashed the chips
And dipped
I've been whippin' instrumentals in the lab and serving hits
(Yeah)
East side
Roll up on the east side
Back in 301
My mind on why
They test me or correct me
Never let the bullshit get me
Live like Banksy
I'm The banshee
I'm the one the fear (fear)
Said I'm chosen
I'm just broken
Got no time for tears
(Yeah yeah)
Hit em with the work
My drank got purple tint
To help me ease the split
My gang go 730
Live from BK
Shouts to Rich and Critch
Was down
I'm back reboot
Said i lost it
Now I found the truth
My baby came to save me
Mind so faded
Till she sparked the fuse
I'm loose (yeah I'm loose)
I got the juice (got the juice)
In the night I bust the gate
Like I'm Goku
F*ck is you
Used to ride the metro
Now I'm rocking retros
Countin' blue
Hop out the roof
If I send that text
The gang gon pop at you
(Poppin ain't no stopping)
Made me flip the switch
Now they wanna rip (woah)
Tried to play me
Word to baby
I might throw a fit
Think you worth it
You just hurting cause I cashed the chips
And dipped
I've been whippin instrumentals in the lab and serving hits
(Yeah)
Wanna XO
Don't tote clips
No extendo
Joystick
Playing games
No Nintendo
Let go
Out my mind
On tempo
Throw it back
Wanna see you dance like Lizzo
Igh
Throwing up shots
No free throw
Best from the east to the west
Got the cheat code
I been goin apeshit
(Yeah)
Know the bank lit
Fronting not a statement
Straight out the basement
Bombs over baghdad
I drop that shit (woah woah)
New drip i cop that then flip it right back (woah)
Darkside my past time
Cant hold that shit back (no)
I cant hold it back
I cant hold it
No, no
Think I might tip my scale
Sending out hits
No bail
I been off a check
No sale
Got a pack
In the mail
Next day
Pass it through the chain
In the backends
We don't spin tales
You gon run off
Woah woah woah yeah
Scaled (woo)
You gon run off
Woah woah woah yeah
Scaled (woo yeah)
Made me flip the switch
Now they wanna rip (woah)
Tried to play me
Word to baby
I might throw a fit
Think you worth it
You just hurting cause I cashed the chips
And dipped
I've been whippin' instrumentals in the lab and serving hits
(Yeah)
East side
Roll up on the east side
Back in 301
My mind on why
They test me or correct me
Never let the bullshit get me
Live like Banksy
I'm The banshee
I'm the one the fear (fear)
Said I'm chosen
I'm just broken
Got no time for tears
(Yeah yeah)
Hit em with the work
My drank got purple tint
To help me ease the split
My gang go 730
Live from BK
Shouts to Rich and Critch
Was down
I'm back reboot
Said i lost it
Now I found the truth
My baby came to save me
Mind so faded
Till she sparked the fuse
I'm loose (yeah I'm loose)
I got the juice (got the juice)
In the night I bust the gate
Like I'm Goku
F*ck is you
Used to ride the metro
Now I'm rocking retros
Countin' blue
Hop out the roof
If I send that text
The gang gon pop at you
(Poppin ain't no stopping)
Made me flip the switch
Now they wanna rip (woah)
Tried to play me
Word to baby
I might throw a fit
Think you worth it
You just hurting cause I cashed the chips
And dipped
I've been whippin instrumentals in the lab and serving hits
(Yeah)
Wanna XO
Don't tote clips
No extendo
Joystick
Playing games
No Nintendo
Let go
Out my mind
On tempo
Throw it back
Wanna see you dance like Lizzo
Igh
Throwing up shots
No free throw
Best from the east to the west
Got the cheat code
I been goin apeshit
(Yeah)
Know the bank lit
Fronting not a statement
Straight out the basement
Bombs over baghdad
I drop that shit (woah woah)
New drip i cop that then flip it right back (woah)
Darkside my past time
Cant hold that shit back (no)
I cant hold it back
I cant hold it
No, no
Writer: Beckett Levine
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid