This is a song about "Run niggah"

So you better run better run son

Mami... she open, she open

But girl you got me open

Don't even try to run,

Its ironic the way we broke up she sucked a niggah the hard way

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Bitch leme hit that home run

And i know that you're open

Miami nights, ain't another one

Going for the long run

But for now, i'm on the run

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

They say i talk like im god body

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

When a niggah said your dismissed and you suck a mean dick

Henny got me spinnin like a fuc*in hurricane kick