This is a song about "Runnin n gunnin"

Extraterrestrial runnin' over pedestrians

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Runnin home invasions

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Take off runnin' or give me somethin'

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Feeling like these rap niggas ain't as real as they say

Let's pretend he never had thoughts of runnin' away,

On that ciroc, runnin this place

Tryin hard to hide my face

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

All these emotions runnin through ma mind

Extraterrestrial runnin' over pedestrians

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Niggas runnin round carrying heat

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat