[Chorus: Adam Calhoun]Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna runFrom no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah'Cause you can get it right (Oh), you can get it rightRun up, catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna runFrom no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah'Cause you can get it right (Oh), you can get it rightRun up, catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)[Post-Chorus: Adam Calhoun]My throne, this is my throneHeavy is the crown, and this shit is so coldSo cold like my veins, I ain't never liedCastin' out these demons like I'm castin' out a line[Verse 1: Adam Calhoun]Okay chill, calm your horses, you get killed like abortionsI'm so real, make you fear, them bullets hit you in your torsoHow you want it? You can get it, split 'em like some firewoodI'm just out here by myself, wish-a-motha-fucka-wouldOkay, hit 'em with the buckshot, no fuck shitGo ahead call the cops, no fucks to giveWhat's up bitch? Lookin' for a lick, well shitI'm pissed, I don't need no pistol, hit 'em with fistsLife's a bitch, mine's a hooker and she's richAnd I'm a pimp, so off that money miss me with that funny shitCountry rappers make me sick, half of y'all can't rap for shitComin' at you like a pit, then I'm passin' you like VickI feel bad for laughin', when this half-assed rappin' gonna quit?I ain't known for runnin', but just know I came to run this shitFor real[Chorus: Adam Calhoun & Katie Noel]Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna runFrom no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah'Cause you can get it right (aye), you can get it rightRun up, catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna runFrom no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah'Cause you can get it right (aye), you can get it rightRun up, catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)[Post-Chorus: Katie Noel]Two times, hit 'em two timesCastin' out these demons like I'm castin' out a lineI ain't lyin' fist fight , who hit like a girlIn the woods spinnin' tires, paint looks like a pearl[Verse 2: Katie Noel]Ayy, we got the sauce, you with the crustFeel the hit sit down deep in your gutOne little gunshot make the barn rock, what the fuckMiddle finger up, cook 'em in the crock potHop out while it's runnin', what up?You will never see me comin', shut upAll my critics mind your businessAin't hear nothin' but some cricketsButter you up like homemade biscuitsDon't kiss ass but damn sure kick itBitches, I'm up in these trenchesBusta lookin' like a princessPrincess up in lifted trucksNo DJ but I mix it upNo replay so live it upDon't take L's, we winnin' yup[Bridge: Katie Noel]We winnin', come get itYou fakin', we livin'Yeah, yeah, yeah[Chorus: Adam Calhoun]Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna runFrom no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah'Cause you can get it right (aye), you can get it rightRun up, catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)Oh Lord, I ain't never gonna runFrom no one, you fuckin' with the wrong one, yeah'Cause you can get it right (aye), you can get it rightRun up, catch hell, take this L, you can get it right (Ayy)
