Run Yo Shit! feat. IcyFlySigh

by Psionic

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lyrics

PSI:

I’m sick and twisted like a nun getting fisted
My fist to a pig’s face is probably kismet
These rappers can’t handle a generic trap beat
Mumbling off beat, off key, popping xannies

Diamonds on my wrists, I got diamonds on my wrist
Shut up bitch before I get them shits slit, acting flashy
Yet they don’t get an ounce of respect
Fuck a beat, they only thing they can make bounce is a check

I’m awkward like undercover government op
holding a glock locked and loaded: ready to pop
Mom and pop shops mopped by mega conglomerates
While radio plays rotten pop: preposterous

Oh lawdy, I can feel my dick start hardening
While I pistol whip a rich bitch wearing a cardigan
Person of the year - Time to empty a magazine
Don’t dine on swine ‘less it’s Karens and MAGA queens

Run yo shit when I’m on the block,
I’m like Omar coming with the heat that’s hot (Omar coming!)
Fuck yo analytics, man, fuck yo clout
It’s acid I be spitting so watch your mouth

Run yo shit or they coming for you,
little piggies getting off for killing more than just a few
Fuck the system, man, fuck these bitches
Got a lot I wanna say but I probably shouldn’t mention

Cuz I’ll get thrown up in black site prison
I warned all ya’ll - nobody tried to listen
Run yo shit like you got nothing to lose
Run yo shit, I ain’t bluffing you rubes

Run you shit. Run run yo shit.

ICYFLYSIGH:

run you shit
get the cop off the aux, bitch
ain't no playin no luke combs in my honda civic

round here i'm the sheriff in town
and we don't rock snapbacks
bitch we rock fitteds

clown around, then get clowned
i'm ballin out like quidditch

callin out shots
like the sultan of swat
i'm gettin lifted

puffin on pot
slammin some ciroc

ya girlfriend's gucci belt holdin up ya muffin top
better get the photoshop

my drip
harder than what you got,
and i ain't even hit the ross,
i'm hittin thrift

and smokin on spliff

outside the parkin lot
of a 1 dollar
50 cent
chinese dive

gotta feast on somethin cheap
man, i gotta survive

i was born to eat sleep and kill beats,
icyfly
icyflysigh's profile picture

bitch it's the pop filter killer

smooth as some wine
chiller than doom

talkin bout a dollar and a dime
man, we say all the time
when the goonies is loose
u better stay in fuckin line

cause we might just steal your fuckin shine
hit the open mic
with stoney eyes
can't see competition,
bitch, i'm immortalized

see me up in 5 guys
rollin weed in prime times
bitch

it's icyfly

credits

released June 20, 2021
Produced, Mixed, and Mastered by Psionic
Written by Psionic and IcyFlySigh

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