Out Of Sight
Run The Jewels
(Feat. 2 Chainz)
RUN THE JEWELS OUT OF SIGHT DETAILS
Run The Jewels Out Of Sight Lyrics. Out Of Sight Song Sung By American Hip Hop Duo Run The Jewels On RTJ4 (Run The Jewels 4) Album. Run The Jewels Out Of Sight Is American Hip-Hop And Rap Genre Song. Run The Jewels Out Of Sight Labeled By BMG, Jewel Runners LLC & RBC Records. Run The Jewels Out Of Sight English Lyrics.
RUN THE JEWELS OUT OF SIGHT INFO
Song : Out Of Sight
Album : RTJ4 (Run The Jewels 4)
Artist : Run The Jewels
Genre : Hip-Hop/Rap
Label : BMG, Jewel Runners LLC & RBC Records
Original Language : English
Lyrics Language : English
Release Date : 2020-06-03
RUN THE JEWELS OUT OF SIGHT LYRICS
Ayy, ayy
Ru-ru-run-run, here come the menace, it's a sobriety, like what?
Super thuggers thumpin' on the cut
What-what, what-what? My motherfuckin' Uzi weighs a ton
Hit the drum, do you hear it go, "Brrup-pum-pum-pum"
Run-run, piety just really isn't us
What a rush, see you cuttin' up a bod', that's my lunch
Ru-ru-run your motherfuckin' pockets when I come
It's an honor to be robbed by Denise's only son
Yeah, give a really baby boy, beta movin' extra heavy
Whippin' Chevy (Uh), gotta get it, eat spaghetti with the maf'
So vegan, bitch, if he don't get 'cause they don't eat no steak and lobster
Sosa was my hero, only Tony since a fuckin' Hawk
(Out of sight) Out of mind, out of touch, out of time
Man, I'll smoke a bogie backwards with thumb up like, "It's fine"
(Run) See yourself, I say, selflessly divine
Leave me here to drown in glory, you're too good to cross that line
(Run-run) Tragically struck down in my prime
By the speed at which the bags are dropping
Shoulda watched the sky
You don't wanna live this life, it's really not sublime
I'm only doing what I want while hockin' loogies at the swine
Out of sight (Ayy)
R-T-J, what you say? (Ayy)
I don't give a fuck, out-out-out-out of sight (ayy)
R-T-J, what you say? What you say? (Ayy)
What you gonna do? What you gonna do?
We the motivating, devastating, captivating, Ghost and Rae relating
Product of the fuckin '80s, coke dealing babies
Never regulating, bag accumulating, it would not be overstating to say they are underrating
The pride of Brooklyn and the Grady baby
We don't need no compliments or confidence
Our attitude and latitude is, "Fuck you pay me"
Next summer leather bombers, dookie ropes and smokin' indica
Ain't a team as mean and clean as J Meline and Michael Render, bruh
TV got no temperature, even if it did
Bitch, we cool as penguin pussy on the polar cap peninsula
Colder than your baby mama heart (Uh)
When she find out you been fuckin' with that other broad
And you ain't got that rent for her
I know you just about mcfuckin had it our shit is just magic
Go figure the runts of the litter did it without scammin'
Was fryin' in the fat of the land, now your man is mashin'
We back of the class and laughin', you raisin a hand and tattlin'
Mike shitted in your locker then left a note with a winky face
Meet us at three o'clock if you wanna do something tragic
We'll shrinky dinky all of that yappin', it's automated
The gears of the rapper shredder want action and it'll have it
You know I'm poppin', the product of fuckin poverty
I'm cool as AC and you niggas you just wannabes
I slide on tracks like home plate, ride beats like road rage
Got a crib in like four states, uh
I get a text like, "Stay safe"
Text back, "I miss that pussy, be home soon and I can't wait"
I came from a dream, triple beam, and some grey tape (Yeah)
A sister went shoppin' and put my bags in the A8
"Hello Mr. Big Face," the bank teller tryna get rank
I buy a hot dog stand if I'm tryna be frank
Just left the hospital, makin' sure my nigga was straight
And sent bail, couple dollars 'til they give him a date
Tony
Out-out-out of sight (Ayy)
R-T-J, what you say? (Ayy)
I don't give a fuck, out-out-out-out of sight (ayy)
R-T-J, what you say? What you say? (Ayy)
What you gonna do? What you gonna do?
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