Lyrics:
tongue lashings like I was waving lighters
The fun is up, tell em bring the front runners up
I'm up and running but ain't never been a runner up
Aint even
Trap game in pi poo
Taking a piss in the bush
Bona ke runner le lebo
Shaya ne call
She taking a trip.
Ake rate
Second label
We got Trap in the west
as solid as the sturdy base of a basketball hoop
This is the foundation of your athletic performance
Notice how they feel
Are they tired or energized?
slides
He steppin' on niggas in Foam runners
He steppin' on niggas in Foam runners
He runnin' that play like Robinson
Brodie just hit him a home run
Call me when you ready come get you let's go
Spending all these racks yeah I can't get enough
I got bitches that's widdit my bitches be runners
My
it's a fan base
The unfettered veteran, the eagle feathered man of medicine
That hovers above cities like weather men
And maybe weather woman
me, turn down for who girl
Another runner help us step the moves up
Yeah bet that round need a measure or ruler
Celebrate life and I'll pay for it
to Bainbrid-idge
Fatherless child, Mama pulled double shifts
So the number runners was the only one I hanged widith
Before you know it I'm in the game, bang
piss in the freezer
I'll put your partner in a case
For barkin' off of base
You suppose to be getting money
Shake that carpet off your face
I'm in
tricks up top, road runner
Got a heart on lock and not switched to code numbers
I roll out in a whole 'nother car
Now I'm on up, I'm not lovin' no thot
alive man give em' who you are
Why the hell are you hidin'?
So toughen up, sink or swim or knuckle up
I never play to be a
Runner up under they team
Nah,
with some forks
Remember momma beat my ass because
I wasn't doin' chores balenciaga Runners
I ain't wearin' no more Jordan 4's
I just went and got
escopetazos Left4Dead
Corran que se viene metalhead
Ya se que me estoy metiendo en una Warzone
Empiecen a correr porque esto es como Maze Runner
No es el
Free base
Free space
Take a minute
Take a break
Kneel down
Knee brace
Mediate, Mediate
Breathe in, Breathe out
Do you feel great?
You should feel
ventitré
Coi miei brodi dentro al clash (Hah hah)
Scappando da sto privè
Sai perché
Perché
Quando entro sulla base
Pensano che io non sappia rappare fra
We run this bitch
Yo
Base ya eyes
Face demise
Burner in your face
Murder case applied
Potato on the muzzle
Heard you lames was live
Snatch ya fast food
him to a brace face
Metal in his mouth splat
That girl look like clay face
I don't wanna touch that
Shawty wanna touch base
I don't want her top half
gimme joy in many ways
Make I top am
She fine be like Michelle Rodriguez
cs a big kala
Me I take her down to ma base
To ma base
Gboskala
V8 kele she
turn this nothin' into somethin', get it?
Mami, get in that kitchen, this is free base
Just cook it 'til it's hard, then cut it in eighths
Take
late to be a new cat
Not a runner up that's up to bat
The fun is whatever we be at so whoa
And whenever they try and write you off
Show you gates
fucked that bitch on a Percocet
This that new shit you jammin
I get to the base like I'm Sammy
Curving on a bitch, swerving then I switch
Smoking
they're on a longers.
I'm still out to get the same cats from last summer,
But man can't see them again,
It's like they've done a runner.
I'm still in
next to coffins
Lost in translation, the dreams you chase
Got you diving for the plates like you stealin' home base
That's great, I'm home alone
done enough
Blasting up like I bust a nut
Coming second like a runner up
Never feel like I done enough
You satisfied you dumb or what
I used to ask
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