Album Name

We Might Die

Artist

Dumbfoundead

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2016.11.10

Release Agency

(주)지니뮤직

Hit And Run (Feat. Nocando) (Prod. By Two... - Dumbfoundead
Hair blue Sailor Moon
Hair blue Sailor Moon
I pass the J like an heirloom
She anime she hentai
My tentacles on her bare womb
Rejects out of art school
The seat's wet dat's a carpool
Ran through the reds
like Marlboros
Met a bitch got me hard
like gargoyles
Hunted mouse runnin’
through the avenues
Crazy like a motherfuckin’ animal
Dashboard crashin’ up an adderall
Ran through the 3-6 catalogue
Swoop another jones knockin’
over cones
Flippin’ off the pigs
fuck ‘em don't trust ‘em
Knockin’ over drugs
gotta text the plug
Kickin’ out the bitch
bust it or bus it
Hit hit run
They always think we up to
somethin’
Hit hit run
Most likely cuz we up to
somethin’
Hit hit run
I'm out here livin’ my life
Stayin’ out of mind out of sight
But they try to fuck my right of
way
Hit hit run
Runnin’ red lights
on a suicide mission
Hit hit run
I swear the universe is on my side
Hit hit run
If it ain't bitches up
in this hop out of my ride
Pull up on the devil and look
in his eyes
I been down this road
Road head from a Lohan
Gotta skeet up white girl
got us up with the birds
Love from the 'burbs Xans
in the purse
Usin’ every bit of trust fund
from my parents
Fuck what you heard
my dick on Yelp
Got 5 stars and its own
championship belt
Been gettin’ pussy
since the bottom of the bill
Got a pretty little thing
in my automobile
God take control of the wheel
Startin’ to feel all the pills
I need to chill
Feel like a new hundred bill
Roll it up into a straw
Who tryna' chill
I keep my cash in an urn
Cause I got money to burn
y'all need to learn
They call me dummy
come fix up the crummy
Put enemy's heads on the curbs
Hit hit run
They always think we up
to somethin’
Hit hit run
Most likely cuz we up
to somethin’
Hit hit run
I'm out here livin’ my life
Stayin’ out of mind out of sight
But they tryna fuck
my right of way
Hit hit run
Runnin’ red lights
on a suicide mission
Hit hit run
I swear the universe is on my side
Hit hit run
If it ain't bitches up
in this hop out of my ride
Pull up on the devil
and look in his eyes
I been down this road
My ex got a name
of the tramp stamp here
Make a new man sick
like some bad bacteria
Beatin' on the table
in the damn cafeteria
20 years later
I'm a world class ni**a
And I’m goin far
Look a ni**a in a soul car
With a full tank pull rank
No regards
To your motherfuckin' feelings
are a stoplight
Black lives never mattered
fuckin' cops right
Hit and run like
a uninsured immigrant
Not sure if dat's dumb
or dat's ignorant
Not sure if I'm dumb or ambivalent
Done where I thought
my insurance is
I smell like pussy and whiskey
and cigarettes
It's a hit and run
baby no girlfriend experience
Hit hit run
They always think we up
to somethin’
Hit hit run
Most likely cuz we up
to somethin’
Hit hit run
I'm out here livin’ my life
Stayin’ out of mind out of sight
But they tryna fuck
my right of way
Hit hit run
Runnin’ red lights
on a suicide mission
Hit hit run
I swear the universe is on my side
Hit hit run
If it ain't bitches up
in this hop out of my ride
Pull up on the devil
and look in his eyes
I been down this road
Hit hit run
Hit hit run
Hit hit run