Lyrics:
And I ain't leavin' the house
Without that in my hand
And it ain't only the cops
It's niggas on your block
That talk like a lil' bitch and
Act like they
gobbling the last fruit
Its tongue working like an engine
A lone sweet drop tumbling by some miracle
Into my mouth like the smell of someone I've loved
Run it
Runnaman (Runnaman)
Runnaman
Runnaman
Runnaman (Runnaman)
Run it
When I pulled up they was all hating (All hating)
Balling on my haters like
bands, I got bands
I’m getting bands
That money longer than train smoke
I’m spending cash and these bitches
They know my lingo
Tray Savage get that cash I
yeah
Okay okay okay okay I need an Ak
Rolling rolling rolling 100 bands for the ice tray
Pops saying that I gotta win
Stack the money till it hit
that's meals on wheels (woo!)
I was born to flex (yes)
Diamonds on my neck
I like boardin' jets, I like mornin' sex (woo!)
But nothing in this world
been down, know, it hurt
Yeah, it's my rebirth Born again, I know it's my turn
Found myself and burnt the past Now I am so certain
That it's my rebirth
Hunnid Bands
That’s the plan
Kicking Cans
Kaioken
She wants to know why I’m the man (Haudoken)
Dripping sauce, can barely stand (I’m Weak)
Hit the scene in
and buy Greg's sox
It's Mike on the mic and I'm known to please
Stinky nasty like the head cheese
Caps gowns honorary degrees
Rhymes fresh pressed like
Forget the carbs though I just want the bread... That Doe boy!
Iliotibial... bands... The bands though!
ITBS...Oh... Damn! Damn!
Let that sink in like
can't tell if it's like I'm drowning
Or steady falling
Take it back to brass tax-
Take it back to brass tax-
Take it back to brass tax-
They saw we
beef I fire at ya
Grill until it barbeque
I got more heart than you and to
Spark at you it's an issue
Like that big bitch that
Battle wit' big tit's
My
To happen that way
Zac and I wanted to be the ones
You heard it from i want to
Be honest with you guys about how
This band formulated from day
One i did not
name and not your stripper name
I make it rain on ya like a window pane
Bands a make her dance
Tunechi make her cum
Hit it from the side like
and underground respected like Hades
And I carry a 45 and it eat’s 380’s
[Hook]
Drums, snares, and kicks, brass and woodwind
My minds over flowing demons trying
the back so don't fuck with my bag
Hit mon champ let they teeth eat brass
Got a switch in the back so don't fuck with my bag
Hitmoncan like the champ I
Alexander's ragtime band
Come on and hear, come on and near
It's the best band in the land
They can play a bugle
Like you never heard before
That's so
to a bitch she like damn she like damn)
You know that I run up them bands (You know that I run it up)
You know that it's fuck what you sayin' (You know that
and how it sit on the rims
Or I could tell you why I'm hot and disappear like MIMS
But the bars there, put that on God, ask a atheist
And if I ain't
prey
All my life I done been praying
918 like OK
Far from Ok like where I stay
Shawty laced just like Kool-Aid
Her lips sweet like the Kool-Aid
So it's
This bitch gonna suck up all my fillings like taste that
She fuckin on me while I fuck up the bands
Fucking on me while I fuck up the bands
Fucking on me
No Surprises starts playing
A heart that's full up like a landfill
A job that slowly kills you
Bruises that won't heal
You look so tired, unhappy
Alexander's ragtime band
Come on and hear, come on and near
It's the best band in the land
They can play a bugle
Like you never heard before
That's so
ragtime band
Come on and hear
Come on and hear
It's the best band in the land
They can play the bugle call like you've never heard before
Sounds so
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