
作曲 : Silas Wilson
Intro: Ovrkast
Oh, we don't need no license
We don't need no, uh, we don't
Yeah, uh
Verse 1: Ovrkast
First off, grind hard never work soft
Still a man, first thought
Ready when it hit the ceiling fan
Know my pen got the perks on it
First on it
Ready on it
Ready now, why I perch on it
Businessman wanna lurk on it
Busy, I'ma hit you first homie
Shit, wake up
Never Seen nothin' this major (whoo)
Niggas seen nothin' this made up, uh
What's the bill like Cosby?
What the cost be to save something?
Uncle Sam slick robbed me
Niggas pillun' strings for the bass notes, get down
Chorus: Samara Cyn
I hit the all with the freeze
With the hoes? Not impressеd, we ain't bros
Where thе loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it
Verse 2: Ovrkast
Yeah, I don't talk, just pay up
Hear a lot of shit no fake ones
Hear a lot of shit no fake love
Rinse my hands, yeah
Rinsa my hands, don't play like that
Both rear's locked in, no brakes like that
Don't tempt my man, just break like that
Shit dump shit, let me shake like that
Shit weird, homie
I got something real for you, don't flake on me
Just deal with me, yeah
Chorus: Samara Cyn
Gimme the loot
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it
Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it
Verse 3: Samara Cyn
Talk cheap, cheap niggas, meak mumbles
Sound like you owe me some money
Long way, run around the main point
That sound like you owe me some money
Stumbling, st-st-stuttering
I don't do the muttering
Go yah,trick, yah, yah, yah, yah
Had to put some soldier in it, sis
Spring water in the coochie, baby
Eat healthy, shape my Wu-Tangs and Kahooties lately
Trim the fat, fat and blessings
Then express 'em and it's set up (bitch, it's set up)
Bitch, it's set up and I'm paid up
Work is barely even worth
No need check up in the mornin'
Bitch, I'm spoiled and I'm poppin'
Call me "rude", bitch, beau regard
Put your money where your mouth is
Ho, or put it in a car (really?)
Chorus: Samara Cyn
I hit the all with the freeze
With the hoes? Not impressed, we ain't bros
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run the go
Where the loot? Run it, run it, run it