Who Run It

Juice got weed 
Juice got pills
Juice got the work on the corner cuttin' deals
Juice know you haters out there snitchin' ain't for real
So Juice got some gang niggas down for the kill (Tony Coles)
Juice got-
Ayy, who run it? Who run it?
Bitch, we run it 
Ayy, let's go

Ayy (Juice got weed)
Who run it? 
Nigga know me when it come to this beef 
I'll post where you sleep 'til the next Sunday
I'll cut off his limbs like I'm Ted Bundy
I'm so deep in these streets that I can't even sleep 
Tryna see how to eat til the next mornin'
Then I get up and get it like Steve Harvey
Get that bread extra early, I be chartin'
Bro just got a new stick that's a big Carti' 
But this Drac' with the wood, it's a bit larger
I been ballin, come through like I'm Vince Carter 
Some of these niggas good but I been harder
Made a whole 100K just to step on the stage 
I was just makin' plays, tryna feed Carter
Niggas don't want the fade I'm a good barber 
Pistol-play watch me bang out a blue charter
All these diamonds legit, boy this shit water 
You ain't wearin' your shit boy, I drip harder
I been up for minute you just started 
Sparked a wood, that bitch smell like I just farted
He a bitch oh he gangster, he just started 
He was just on my, let me be quiet
They say G's move in silence, I been solid 
You was never the gang if you wasn't ridin', hey

Who run it? We run it
Who run it? We run it
Who run it? We run it, yeah
(Ah, ah, ah-ah, how I do it)

We was outside before three ('fore three) 
Nigga that's an inside thing (that's a inside)
No Herbo or Lil Uzi Vert
We been runnin' shit since the inside lane (on God)
I been makin' stains before I met Deion 
When it was just me and T-Way (on Crip)
Dressed in all black like a saint (like a who?)
Nigga still makin' plays in the rain (oh God)
I need a slut like Amber Rose (like who?) 
But a brown skin bitch like Amber Red (ugh)
Nigga ask me who runnin' nigga, six hundred laps 
Some holdin' shit down like the last leg
How the fuck we keep lappin' these niggas
We came in the game and they was ahead (they was gone)
And the diamonds still slice in the water 
No niggas who killed for a loaf of some bread
Nigga ask me who runnin' the gang (huh) 
But I'm just keepin' my pace (pace) 
Glock 23, three 40s on me, nigga, feel like a big man race
I coulda took over ASAP, bitch, I'm just keepin' it G 
Ask me who runnin' this shit one more time 
And, bitch, I'ma cut off your feet (ayy, come here nigga)