Running Man
Asian Doll, Smooky Margielaa
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Who made the beat? Charlie Hundred bands, running man Keep the bands tucked Chopper hit you, it gon' fold you You don't wanna cancel Bitch she all up in my ear I tip her she a dancer (What, Dolly) Put some lean up in my Sprite It give me the answer (What, uh, uh) Bitch, I might be, uh in my white tee (In my, uh) Dripping pricey, bitch my diamonds icy (Bitch, bitch) hundred bands, running man Keep the bands tucked Chopper hit you, it gon' fold you You don't wanna cancel (Brrt) I got no heart, he a dope boy Drop that dope off, in a NASCAR Now he stalkin' me, bitch I cost a fee (Ayy) And that check on me, all this money Can't talk to me can't talk to me These bitches switched up quick and I'm not acceptin' no apologies (Hell nah) Hop up in that drop top And I drop it like my prodigy (Uh, uh) When I'm on vacation I eat lobster on a private beach I just signed a deal, I got mil' It ain't no stopping me (Ayy, brrt, brrt) Money brings you enemies These niggas ain't no friend of me (Brrt, uh) How you wanna talk 'bout Asian? Bitch You can't get near to me I'ma butterfly these bitches smaller Than a centipede All the time, test my gangster Shoot you in some Saint Laurent (Uh, brrt) Drop top and I'm from the block-ock 40 make your heart stop Make you do the leg bop (Uh) Pushed me to the edge, ah Bitch you really scared, ah These niggas, they Feds, ah You ain't got no bread, ah Yeah, ha What's killing, I got too much green Ha, bitch my foreign speed (Foreign speed) Ha, pop out Gucci tee Pop out bustin' at your team Ha, my wrist bling Ha, blindin' niggas, you can't see Alexander Wang, I rock that bitch I'm lookin' flee Pull up in a Maybach, rock designer And it stay that Big ass boy, you better chillax Send two shots, boy, you gon' feel that I go wow, chopper, kick back Pow, pow, pow, to your kneecap Ride 'round town, with my seat back Have you ever seen a Draco go (brrrt)? Pull up flexin' in that brand new Ghost (yeah) yeah, hitters with me everywhere I go Do a drive-by in a Lambo Yeah, big racks, got big bands, ho I can't make her finish She start lookin' at my diamond rings (yeah) Spendin' money, trying to eat How were you, if you were me Go do it with some chains on Boy you can't compare to me My whips I can stand on Come and take a picture, she Hundred bands, running man Keep the bands tucked (Bands, bands, brrt) Chopper hit you, it gon' fold you You don't wanna cancel Bitch she all up in my ear I tip her she a dancer (Uh, uh) Put some lean up in my Sprite It give me the answer Bitch I might be, uh in my white tee (In my, uh) Drippin' pricey, bitch my diamonds icy Hundred bands, runnin' man Keep them bands tucked Chopper hit you, it gon' fold you You don't wanna cancel Drop top and I'm from the block-ock 40 make your heart stop Make you do the leg bop skrrt, let's g–
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Written by: ERNEST BROWN III, KUTTA DIABATE, MISHARRON ALLEN
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