Runnin
Nicki Minaj, A$AP Rocky, Mike WiLL Made It, A$AP Ferg
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Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat Runnin', runnin', runnin' this shit, both legs broke Runnin' 'round town, yeah they comin' for my head though Funny thing about it they don't always see my head though Schizo, maniac I'm fiendin' to go klepto So hands-on kinda hard for me to let go Let go, stacking presidents like a LEGO Would introduce you to my friends but they dead though (Came up out the mud, brush the dirt off of me) Ayo Runnin', runnin', runnin', I'ma take it like a klepto Anybody want it, they can get it, come correct though Talk behind my back but when they see me it's respect though Still got the crown, so I never give a F though Everything is wavy, I'ma hit 'em with the breast stroke Then I'ma get high, I'ma get the best dope Yeah, I make the rules, I ain't following the dress code I-I ain't do the mess though, I'ma put a hex though I-I ain't with the hugs and kisses, don't do the XO Soon as the bell go ding, doe I'll be in the ring though, we can shoot cinco Look at all these clowns, how they studying my lingo Peaking out the window, but they never win though Came up out the mud, brush the dirt up off me Going hard, hit them where it hurts, kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind, even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this shit for flesh Talk reckless, coming for your neck, no strep throat Runnin', runnin', runnin' this shit, both legs broke Runnin' 'round town, yeah they comin' for my head though Funny thing about it they don't always see my head though I'mma flex, yes, I'm the best, I'm the veteran (yeah) In the Lex, yes, big baguettes in my necklace (woo) In his head, neck, in his chest he gon' catch a fist (right) I go deck, deck, break his leg, do it effortless (yeah) In the ring, ain't no fucking game, ain't no Tetris Hit him, bang, I'mma shake his brain, I'm gon' never rest (durr) Man, I'm air, I'm the fucking champ, I can't fail at this (woo-woo) Money dance, by the million bands, I got hella grip (durr) Hella chips with a lot of chics coming by the clique Mo' sex with the Rolex, come without a tip (yeah) Mo' grip when the dough flip, gimme mo' lick Whole fist break his whole shit, tuck up lil' bitch Getting fit, I'mma win the chip Watch them catch a fit
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Written by: Asheton Hogan, Darold Durard Brown, Ludwig Goransson, Mike Williams, Nicki Minaj, Rakim Mayers
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