Lyrical Breakdown of ILOVEITWHENTHEYRUN (Feat. XXXTENTACION & Yung Bans) - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
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- Lyric Overview: Witness how Ski Mask the Slump God weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "ILOVEITWHENTHEYRUN (Feat. XXXTENTACION & Yung Bans)" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Yeah, aye
Yeah
Aye, aye
Watch that pussy nigga run when I swang fists
Watch that pussy nigga shoot when I swang fists
Aye, I don't need no strap I let my blade hit
Aye, I don't need no strap I let my blade hit
Watch that pussy nigga run when I swang fists
Watch that pussy nigga shoot when I swang fists
Aye, I don't need no strap I let my blade hit (Bitch)
I don't need no strap I let my blade hit
New Rick Owens cost a check
New red bone she straight from France
If I want it then I gotta have that shit
You hating on me I might let you have it bitch
My nina on me and she causing havoc
Free my brothers, bail them out I need the racks
I jugged the plug, I think he want it back
I hit him with blade not the strap
Dirty face, on my dirty face
I might fuck his bitch, no Bobby bitch
Bitch I'm gnarly, bitch, I watch that tommy rip, Tummy tuck
Fucking uppercut the pussy, shut him up
Voot me up, fucking voot me up
Bitch let's get it bruh
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah
Aye, yeah, aye, let's get it
Aye, yeah, aye, okay
Yeah
(Run it, run it, run it, run it)
Fuck nigga, better watch your neck, don't grab the tec
Invest in vests, I bet that fucking pistol rip
Through your guts, I fuck it up and watch them bleed
I pray these niggas don't fucks with me
Hardcore, chopped folks, fuck nigga
So when you see me better buck nigga
Pussy talk shit but won't come, run
Pumped up kicks on my gun, son
This that shit I flex
This that shit she wet
This that shit I whip my wrist and then I fuck your ex
Tell me when you cum, my dick getting numb
I just copped some shrooms and then I ate it off her bum
Eat up on the pussy like Jaws
Your daughter love the sauce
Bitch I'm Ricky Bobby, no NOS
If she wanna fuck me, gon' cost
Bad to the bone, I'm 'bout my VLONE
Wanna hit your bitch just like a bong
Nut on your bitch I am wrong
Watch that pussy nigga run when I swang fists
Watch that pussy nigga shoot when I swang fists
Aye, I don't need no strap I let my blade hit
Aye, I don't need no strap I let my blade hit
Watch that pussy nigga run when I swang fists
Watch that pussy nigga shoot when I swang fists
Aye, I don't need no strap I let my blade hit
I don't need no strap I let my blade hit