Who Run It (Remix) [feat. Lil Uzi Vert] - G Herbo

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Who Run It (Remix) [feat. Lil Uzi Vert] Lyrics

[Intro]
Gang shit, nigga
Yeah
Fuck you talkin' 'bout, man?
This shit's got the most views out of everything I've ever put up on my shit
That little clip, that shit got a million views
I ain't never got no views on some shit out

[Verse 1]
Who you think you ahead of? Not us
In the S or the Porsche Carerras somethin'
Fuck twins like Tia and Tamera somethin'
Yeah that boy gettin' bread, Panera, somethin'
Landed in the GT [?] somethin'
Put five star in the Arizona
Marry her, she have an affair
I'ma spin that ho like Ferris
Born in the Chi like Ye
But I'll do ya kinda like Bump J, I ain't scared of nothin'
Passport stamp, young nigga ran up that sack
Might as well go to Paris, huh?
Whoopin', got whacked you embarrassed, huh?
Pussy you act like you scared of somethin'
Gon' and shoot up the terrorists (shoot up the terrorists)
Then they gon' realize it's serious (blah, blah)
I ain't even on that, period (period)
I'm makin' millions and I'm serious (I'm makin' millions)
That money come in furious (furious)
Can't count it, I get delirious (delirious)
I bought my mama a mansion (a mansion)
So I can't trip over materials (yeah, yeah)
But I'm still dipped in that fashion
Know I stay drippin', that's period
These niggas drippin', that's period
Nah, they can't fly, I'm serious (serious)
They right behind, I'm serious (serious)
And I'm straight off the 9, now I'm serious
Who you gon' send to fuck with me?
Take stuff from me or from any of mine? Now I'm curious (I'm curious)
Better think 'fore you bust at me
If you miss, I'll grab a 50 and [?] now I'm furious
Dived in that water, dived like Aquarius
Young nigga, we was breakin' the barriers (breakin' the barriers)
If you grabbin' that toy, better carry it (better carry it)
Tryna hide in that Porsche on some scary shit (fuck yeah)

[Verse 2]
All I smoke is loud, you got that mild like Darius (yeah)
My son ain't gotta work because he gon' inherit it, uh huh (gon' inherit it)
We yell, Gang-gang first, you don't even know your heritage (bitch)
Took the cash from verses, I give that shit to charity
Lovin' my city like Chano, I swear
Why the fuck I still gotta ride everywhere with it?
Herb I seen you on the news, I was worried
We was just jokin' with y'all, that's a parody
We don't talk too much, got D's everywhere (everywhere)
We still fresh, double G's everywhere (everywhere)
I put the VV's everywhere (everywhere)
I do [?], every pair
And they know me for shittin' on everybody
I'm the one that do shit that you hear about
I'm the one that told y'all that I move like Obama
Then how the fuck they end up with my whereabouts?
Why the got the [?]
Middle of summer, hot like a sauna
We was laid back in the back of the Honda
[?] sneak up, anaconda
It ain't happen, not one day, your honor
I was somewhere eatin' Benihana's
Get valet and Lil' Benny to park it
All my life I had been in apartments
Move to valley, get a crib, I'm ballin'
My bitch always primpin', keep ballin'
Yes I'm a lil' workaholic
Hit the crib with a 50 and all 20's
I'ma just make her count all of 'em
But I get the backend all blues
Nah don't fuck around, bruh, do all of it
Know it's goin' right to lil' dude
Already got a closet, all shoes
Bought 10 pairs of baby G-Fazos
And my bitch got a closet with some Loubs
Cashed out on the crib, I ain't get the view
I'm like, Fuck it, no problem, it'll do
Mama's crib got a pond, not a pool
We had roaches and rats, I ain't get to move
I survived through it all, it's true (yes, it's true)
Slept on couches and floors all through middle school
Now I'm cool, now I'm 'bool
Now my car go vroom, (vroom)
Niggas hatin' on me, but it's bool
Guess I got rich too soon
Nigga, I've been rappin' like six years (what?)
I seen ten niggas get killed
What about me turnin' down them deals? (Huh)
Now you pissed off 'cause I switched wheels?

[Outro]
Uh, who run it? Limit
No Limit run it
No Limit
Who run it? G Herbo
I'm done with this shit

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Herbert Randall Wright (born October 8, 1995),[1] better known by his stage name G Herbo (formerly known as Lil Herb) is an American rapper and songwriter from Chicago, Illinois. Herb released his debut mixtape, Welcome to Fazoland, to critical acclaim in February 2014, followed by a second mixtape Pistol P Project in December 2014. In September 2015, Herb signed a deal with Cinematic Music Group & Sony Music.[2] His third mixtape, Ballin Like I'm Kobe, was released on September 29, 2015. Herb's fourth mixtape, Strictly 4 My Fans, was released on November 24, 2016. His debut studio album Humble Beast is supposedly scheduled for July 7, 2017.

Wright grew up in Terror Town, a neighborhood within East Side, Chicago known for its high levels of violence and gang activity.[3] He was influenced by artists such as Young Jeezy, Gucci Mane, Yo Gotti, Meek Mill, Lil Wayne.[4] He is close friends with fellow rapper Lil Bibby, with whom he has collaborated on numerous songs. Both artists are associated with the family N.L.M.B., which was originally formed from the merger of No Limit, a renegade faction of the Almighty Black P. Stone Nation, and the Muskegon Boyz, a renegade faction of the Gangster Disciples, although the initials N.L.M.B. are also currently used by the gang to signify "Never Leave My Brothers," and "No Limit Muskegon Boys." Lil Herb, however, has stated that N.L.M.B. is a "brotherhood" rather than a gang. Read more on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License; additional terms may apply.

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