Run
21 Savage, Bia, Tyga, YG
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Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? (And what) Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (stand us) Whole lotta bands in my left hand The pistol got a drum, I'm the band man Whole lotta drink in my right hand Long live Slim 400, the hype man (hype man) She know I got paper, she wanna get an issue Over a bitch, never act sentimental Drop-top coupe, this is not a rental Pull up, F8 Ferrari, f*ck with they mental Gentle as you open the door Threw a hunnid in the club, put this shit on Forbes Beef in the streets come with these whores The pussy so good, it be startin' wars Oh, oh, oh man, oh damn In Glock I trust 'cause it don't jam I'm tryna run the bag up, she wanna slow dance I'm tryna toot it and boot it, she wanna romance Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? (And what) Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (stand us) Big digits, Chrome Heart, bitch, spend it Get with it, if I rapped it, I lived it Big digits, whole lotta pretty bitches No cap, not a snapback or a fitted (ah) Howdy-do, motherfucker, It's the big homie Different bitch every night, I am never lonely Said she had a OnlyFans, but she never told me Said she a real squirter, now she gotta show me Yeah, on demon, I don't play fair (no) Yeah, money in the safe, sex in the air (air) Yeah, jumpin' off a bean, feel me everywhere (where) I be livin' in the bank, you ain't ever there (never) Clap, clap that ass like it's automatic ('matic) I'm obsessed with that ass, I'm an ass fanatic ('natic) Put the pump to his lip like an asthmatic And we still flipped the work like an acrobatic (flip it) Yeah, play time, now it's break time Yeah, too busy but I make time Yeah, 4Hunnid with them gang signs If we talkin' millionaires, bitch, I'm front line (ah) Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up (bitch) Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Run 'em bands up, run 'em bands up Spend it 'cause I'm up, nigga, and what? (And what) Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Run them bands up, run them bands up Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (stand us) Big digits, Chrome Heart, bitch, spend it (uh) Get with it, if I rapped it, I lived it (BIA, BIA) Big digits, whole lotta pretty bitches (uh) No cap, not a snapback or a fitted I run it up 'til I'm tired (yes) Went back to sleep and woke up to a wire Niggas inquire who been fuckin' me prior Bitch, I been hot, Richard Pryor, uh It's gettin' hot in here Ain't no talent, drop a tear 'cause I hope in Lears (skrrt) I took the PS lounge 'cause they stop and stare I know these white folks wonder how we got in here, uh To the club in the kitchen from the backdoor It's the only time that I ever get backdoored (rrah) Nigga, the f*ck you think I rap for? Nigga, you could see it on my dashboard Plain Jane Rollie cost a whole half a ticket (facts) Worth eight figures, ain't no such thing as trickin' (21) Should've been a farmer, I be chasin' after chicken (21) Focused on the money, that shit come along with bitches (21) No love for the opps, they get knocked out their britches (pussy) Jump inside the box, spin the block 'til I'm dizzy (pussy) Fat transfer, if you act right, I'll get your titties (fat) F*ck me in the car, I'm in a rush, you know I'm busy (21) Drove out, f*ck a superstar and made that bitch part of my rollout Rappin' all that tough shit done got his ass hoe'd out You can't buy no ticket to my show 'cause they be sold out Security wanna search us at the door when we got poles out (21) Bad bitch got her ass out You ain't really, "Gang, gang," nigga, you a mascot (pussy) Check my bank statements, you will pass out You need people like me to point and call the bad guy
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Written by: Biancca Landrau, Bigram Zayas, Enoch Harris, Keenon Jackson, Michael Stevenson, Randy Holmes, Roderick Bullock, Samuel Ahana, Sheyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph, Tahj Morgan, Xavier Martinez
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