Runnin Circles - Lil Wayne, Gucci Mane

I’m runnin' circles around these niggas

I’m runnin' circles around these niggas

I’m runnin' circles around these niggas

I’m One two-eighty five around the squash niggas

These… monkey

He be in the circus

These niggas be jealous

These niggas worthless

You Mr. never get no pussy you a virgin

I’m Mr. hit her and her friend I’m Mr. Posse

I’m not from Earth

I’m not an earthling

I try to hit her with your friend that nigga nervous

He blew the lid we down to have six hndred thirty

Laws on my dick one of your boy I woulda murked him

I’m a baller and my birthday

Is every Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Friday, Thursday

If it’s a Gucci show them bitches come in early

I’m polo down looking like Huxtable Lane nerdy

I’m killin' these hoes

I ain’t now too impressed nobody but my P. O

I like my bitches rollin'

I like my weed rolled

And I got deep pockets and she got a deep throat

We watch out for police that be in street clothes

You niggas washed up like some fuckin' clean clothes

My bitch shootin' at you while I re-load

Sometimes I feel possesed hope I don’t get repo’d

Lil Tunechi in this bitch I’m with Gucci in this bitch

Oozie extra clips skateboard kick flip

Runnin circles around these niggas til they dizzy

I fuck a bitch to that Drizzy

Eat that pussy if it’s pretty

Runnin cirlces around em three sixty Tunechi

Runnin circles, I’m smokin' purple

Cause I’m a boss and you a worker

You got suspenders on like Steve Urkel

And if you run up on me

I’ll murk ya

Yeah I’ll hurt ya, yeah l dirt ya

Don’t mention your boys

Cause they’ll dessert yea

Say she a dime, but she ain’t worth it

Two six not even a burglar

But she’s a burglar, went from a fat girl

I got the scrap, you better act girl

Just like you know me, they call me Gucci

I ball like Kobe

You know I’m shootin'