[Lyric] LV FR33STYL3 (Short Cruz)

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

[Chorus]
Talkin' like you bout bitch you know that we gon' run you up (We gon' run you up)
Runnin up a bank this shit better than yo' twenty bucks (Than yo' twenty bucks)
This shit ain't no fake this a real louis with the leather bruh (With the leather bruh)
Brand new .22 poisonous like a Cobra (Like a Cobra)

[Verse]
Baby he ain't rich you know he a faker (He a faker)
Baby I'm a demon in the sheets like I'm Satan (Like I'm Satan)
Baby don't stay with me I'm addicted to the paper (To the paper)
She stay coming back and forth but say that I'm a traitor (Traitor)
Yeah she say that I'm a break her
The way I play this love game she say that I'm a breaker (I'm a breaker)
Yeah I fuck her than I trade her
She said she wanna love me but she just a faker (She a faker)
I don't fuck with no hoe (No)
Get off my line the only love I feel is dope (Yuh, yuh)
Get off my line I don't fuck with you hoe (Yuh)
You a dirty bitch get the fuck off my line hoe (Yuh)
[Chorus]
Talkin' like you bout bitch you know that we gon' run you up (We gon' run you up)
Runnin up a bank this shit better than yo' twenty bucks (Than yo' twenty bucks)
This shit ain't no fake this a real louis with the leather bruh (With the leather bruh)
Brand new .22 poisonous like a Cobra (Like a Cobra)
Talkin' like you bout bitch you know that we gon' run you up (We gon' run you up)
Runnin up a bank this shit better than yo' twenty bucks (Than yo' twenty bucks)
This shit ain't no fake this a real louis with the leather bruh (With the leather bruh)
Brand new .22 poisonous like a Cobra (Like a Cobra)

[Outro]
Grahh, Grahh, Grahh