Yung Bleu – Running schemes Lyrics

Yung Bleu – Running schemes Lyrics

I know niggas wanna whack me
I might f**k her if she sexy
My lil niggas we be running schemes
Yeah my lil  niggas we be running schemes
Yeah my lil niggas running schemes we don t do the poutin
My lil niggas running schemes b***h you know we wildin
My lil niggas running schemes b***h this money pilin
Just like Girls Gone Wild I ll leave a n***a topless
We don t talk to cops so don t be running up in my projects
Run it up with this pack I m servin crack right out the complex
Niggas they want beef I m yellin “Who else finna die next?”
Who else finna die next?

[Verse 1: Yung Bleu]
I just copped a dirty stick we finna go murder s**t
I m on my C-Murder s**t I see no limit
Flashy mag with holes in it
Off the porch I dove in it
We not leaving no witness
N***a that s a long sentence
In the kitchen like I came in
Like I serve like I m Dennis
I m not slippin on my pimpin
AR if you get to trippin
We got big smoke (Big smoke) yeah
The whole city fucked that b***h she a big ho
I m talkin big loads
I m finessing with the best of them
We gon come back and get the rest of them
500K up in the safe it s just in case
Back in the day a n***a had to hit the race
Just hit 14 I put the police on a chase
Through the back door jump off the porch and hit the gate
We runnin schemes n***a better tie up your lace
We runnin schemes n***a better tie up your lace

[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
I know niggas wanna whack me
I might f**k her if she sexy
My lil niggas we be running schemes
Yeah my lil niggas we be running schemes
Yeah my lil niggas running schemes we don t do the poutin
My lil niggas running schemes b***h you know we wildin
My lil niggas running schemes b***h this money pilin
Just like Girls Gone Wild I ll leave a n***a topless
We don t talk to cops so don t be running up in my projects
Run it up with this pack I m servin crack right out the complex
Niggas they want beef I m yellin “Who else finna die next?”
Who else finna die next?

[Verse 2: Blac Youngsta]
Yeah I was robbin s**t b***h
Fore that n***a Gotti gave me a contract
I was smokin s**t (Gang gang)
Come around me you gon get a contact
And that rattin s**t
That s the type of s**t that ll get your son whacked
And that hatin s**t
That s the reason you won t ever get your mom back
Cutthroat city where I m from
Niggas still stealing where I m from
Niggas still tryna run a scheme
Cause they still bleeding where I m from
I ain t talkin bout Meek Mill
When I say they poppin wheelies where I m from
All these niggas wanna do is kill
Malcolm in the Middle where I m from
I m sexy chocolate so it s understood she gon give me head
Her friends blockin cause she more happy when we in the bed
I m still poppin Ace of Spades n***a til I m dead
I m running schemes when I saw the laws I had to fled

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[Chorus: Yung Bleu]
I know niggas wanna whack me
I might f**k her if she sexy
My lil niggas we be running schemes
Yeah my lil niggas we be running schemes
Yeah my lil niggas running schemes we don t do the poutin
My lil niggas running schemes b***h you know we wildin
My lil niggas running schemes b***h this money pilin
Just like Girls Gone Wild I ll leave a n***a topless
We don t talk to cops so don t be running up in my projects
Run it up with this pack I m servin crack right out the complex
Niggas they want beef I m yellin “Who else finna die next?”
Who else finna die next?

[Outro: Yung Bleu]
My lil niggas running schemes straight off the top
My lil niggas running schemes secure the block
They be hollerin “Start the violence” this s**t never gonna stop
You know life is just a gamble so you know I m calling shots
Hit a n***a with that one-two, I m high stepping through the pot
Whippin that work up over the stove takin them extras off the top
You claim you street but know you not ain t never been in no shootout
I fucked that b***h she got flew out
I need a fan cause I m too hot
I need to cool out

:Yung Bleu – Running schemes Lyrics

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