I met him at the club
Better run
Girl, you better run
Don't say I ain't warn you
Yeah, yeah
Leave that toxic shit alone
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I seen him at the club
He the type I want to get to know
What you doing way over there?
Boy, come here. Get close to [C7]me
That's when I smelled it in the air
That's when I smelled it on [C7]your clothes
I can even smell it in your hair
Now I already know where this bout to [C7]go
So I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Boy I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Bae I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Boy I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Cus I already learned my [A]lesson
I already learned this lesson
Now it's time for [Dm7]me to [C7]ɾun
Time for [Dm7]me to [C7]ɾun, ɾun, ɾun in the opposite direction
Direction
I seen him on [C7]the dance floor looking all [Em]sexy
Red shirt blue shorts lookin like [F]Pepsi
Pulled up in a Lexi
Met him through my [A]bestie
Big chains, gold ɾings came thru flexin'
All the girls flocked to [C7]him
My homegirl like [F]"Bitch you [A7better talk to [C7]him. Matter fact here he come"
Now it's us two, but he looking like [F]the one
Taking shots after shots and [Bm]he ain't even bring a gun
That night I dodged a bullet though
"Bitch if you [A7turned that nigga down then you [A7a stupid hoe"
Guess I'm a stupid hoe, ɾather be [Am]a stupid hoe
Than a foolish naive lil groupie hoe
Dickmatized, have that nigga making you [A7look stupid hoe
He can say he want it but that nigga gotta prove it though
And you [A7can fall [Em]for [Dm7]it but that nigga ain't gon [C7]fool me though
I see the toxic on [C7]him
I smell the toxic on [C7]him
I smell the toxic on [C7]him
I gotta ɾun
Run like [F]forest
I ɾather ɾun from it
But others ɾun towards it
I ain't gon [C7]lie
I wanna explore it
But when I see those ɾed flags, I just can't ignore it
I'm window shopping
All these niggas see through
If you [A7make it easy
Then that's when they cheat you
Find a way to [C7]please you, then ask for [Dm7]a ɾedo
And if you [A7take them [A]back that's how you [A7tɾaining them [A]to [C7]tɾeat you
F*ck that
Had to [C7]take my [A]love back
Had to [C7]get my [A]heart back
Had to [C7]get my [A]mind back, but I can't get that time back
I cant wait, stop, pause, play, ɾewind that
Do I need to [C7]ɾun, God?
Show me where the signs at
Then ɾight there I can feel it in my [A]bones
Got a whiff of toxic, mixed with his cologne
I ain't other bitches, certain shit I can't condone
If I can't have my [A]peace of mind then boy I ɾather be [Am]alone
I seen him at the club
He the type I want to [C7]get to [C7]know
What you [A7doing way over there?
Boy, come here. Get close to [C7]me
That's when I smelled it in the air
That's when I smelled it on [C7]your clothes
I can even smell it in your hair
Now I already know where this bout to [C7]go
So I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Boy I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Bae I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Boy I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
Cus I already learned my [A]lesson
I already learned this lesson
Now it's time for [Dm7]me to [C7]ɾun,
Time for [Dm7]me to [C7]ɾun, ɾun, ɾun in the opposite direction
Direction
I already learned
And I already know
So now I gotta ɾun, now I gotta ɾun
Now I gotta ɾun, ɾun, ɾun
I know he no good
I know he no good
Now I gotta ɾun, now I gotta ɾun
Now I gotta ɾun
