Music Video
RUN
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ski Mask the Slump God
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Stokeley Goulbourne
Songwriter
Timothy Mosley
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Timbaland
Producer
Gonzalo Contreras
Recording Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, bitch
It's Doctor Avalanche
Wa-wa-wa-wa-wa-water
Hey, okay
[Verse 2]
Think I'm on the Animal Planet with this snake belt buckle
But it the Gucci, so don't you dare chuckle
Not a mechanic but this tool might cutch you
No chicken nuggets but my sauce been bustin'
Bitch, it go harder than when Chris Brown crumpin'
On no bitch, it go harder than bread crumbs in the summer
How much of gas do you burn like a hummer?
Okay, how many bitches you made wet like a sauna?
[Verse 3]
Bitch, my feet no Morty but Rick Owens
Scary side posted like scarecrowin'
I'm at your head like a hair sew in
Hide and seek, where is your hairline goin'?
Make the AK sound like some titties I motorboated
Can't bite my sauce 'cause it's poison coated
My flow get you goin' like locomotive
[Verse 4]
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker
If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun
In this God forsaken land, then he is one
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker
If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun
In this God forsaken land, then he is one
[Verse 5]
You made me sick
Keep one eye on 'em like Slick Rick
I'm buggin' out like an insect
Fingers on his bitch like Tech Deck
Her mouth on my wood like go fetch
Fox on my feet, my coat be mesh
Head scratch, how much is that?
It's cost of living like human head
[Verse 6]
I'm gone like the wind, high like Peter Pan
Cool like Mr Clean but I'm in his head
Like serial killer, I murdered again
But only the track, it's my favorite sin
So that's how you know that this song not your friend
Consider it evil and this is the end
But when in your nightmares, I reappear again
[Verse 7]
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker
If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun
In this God forsaken land, then he is one
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker, run
Run, motherfucker, run motherfucker
If there's anyone to fear up under this damn sun
In this God forsaken land, then he is one
Written by: Stokeley Goulbourne, Timothy Mosley
