[Verse 1: Minglo]
Huh
All I know is money homie, you ain't got no cash out
.40 on my chain, it ain't a thing, Minglo stand out
Glo Gang, we tatted up, bitch, it's time to bring them bands out
Big money, two seats, what the fuck yo mans 'bout?
Blow it so fast, woudl've thought, I brought them bands out
If she fuckin' me then she gotta fuck my mans now
Man, I swear it's goin' down ZaZa smoke by the pound
It's so hard to keep me down 'cause I smoke a lotta loud
Minglo yeah I got it now
Catch me in yo projects, nah
I be outta town and now
Ballin' in they outta bounce
80 in my denim, only when we're chillin'
Chillin' with Glo Gang bitch
We just valley living

[Chorus: Minglo]
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n***a like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Choppеr hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n***a
I lay a n***a down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
[Verse 2: Terentino]
Off white Scat pack, policе can't catch me
Flyin' up and down the block with 3 bitches with me
I got bitches turnt off molly, liquor store for Henny
Come on bitch you know wassup
Gon' gon' hit the cup
Double G jacket on, paid like 2 bucks
Palms angel jacket on with some white ones
Baby, if you think I'm trickin', got the wrong one
Own crib, own car, I got it off the mud
My n***as, they ain't got it all, you play with me you dust
Chick-fil-A cups filled up with mud
Quartier watch on, this bitch hit in the dark
Me and Glo spent 100k, I don't carry no ones

[Chorus: Minglo]
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n***a like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Chopper hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n***a
I lay a n***a down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n***a like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Chopper hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n***a
I lay a n***a down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
[Verse 3: Capo]
N***a owe me money better run Forrest, run
Tweakin' with the Glo better have yo gun (Bang bang)
Doowop, he too thirsty, man, he shoot for fun
Fuckin' up them checks, fuckin' up the funds
Same thang, thangs hang, glizzy bang bang
I ain't never had shit but I maintain (Nah, nah)
Stomp a n***a out like mane Caine (Meance II Society)
Ayy, Minglo pull up in a black 'Rarri (Skrt, skrt)
Bitch, these Balmains on me, they ain't no Ed Hardy
Yo bitch ain't tryna suck us then she can't party (Nah, nah)
Smokin' OG, sippin' lean (Dope, drink)
Mansions, cars, my biggest dreams the biggest thing

[Chorus: Minglo]
Way back in the days, they ain't wanna holla
Now they on a n***a like a Twitter, they gon' follow
Switches on my phone, all I make is dollars
I'ma run for it, run for it, run
Chopper hold a hunna, hopin' he ain't trippin'
I stay on my mission, you might come out missin' n***a
I lay a n***a down, but I ain't goin' back to prison
I'ma run for it, run for it, run