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a$ap mob - runner lyrics

[intro: maaly raw]
that, that, that, that, th-that be maaly raw

[chorus: lil uzi vert]
yeah, um, i just be stackin’ my money
i just be countin’ my money (godd-mn)
yeah, walkin’ around with these hundreds
somebody show my opponents
yeah, i f-cked your b-tch on a monday
i put that d-ck in her stomach
yeah, i turned that b-tch to a runner
i turned that b-tch to a runner
yeah, i turned that b-tch to a runner
i turned that b-tch to a runner
yeah, i turned that b-tch to a runner
i turned that b-tch to a runner
yeah, i turned that b-tch to a runner
i turned that b-tch to a runner
yeah, most of you n-gg-s be funny
only talk to me ’bout money

[verse 1: lil uzi vert]
yeah, smile with my grin, now it’s sunny
smile with my grin, now it’s sunny
ayy, nowadays i’m gettin’ money
eatin’ my eggs little runny
ayy, nowadays i’m takin’ xannys
that sh-t turned me to a junkie
yeah, i f-cked your b-tch
she sucked my d-ck and that ho got a donkey
ayy, if you fight me and beat me
p-ssy n-gg- better off me
yeah, choppers, they come with the stick
put your -ss right in the coffin
yeah, better yet come with your clip
hit your stomach, now you nauseous
f-ckin’ your b-tch, i’m a boss
usin’ my defense, go straight through an offense
diamonds so heavy on teeth
’cause i swear to god i don’t do the talkin’
raf simons heavy on feet
’cause i swear to god i don’t do the walkin’
smokin’ this gas, i can’t breathe
that’s the reason a lil’ n-gg- keep coughin’ (yeah, coughin’)
yeah i’m takin’ these xans, i can’t see
but it’s still cartier right when i’m stoppin’

[verse 2: a$ap ant + lil uzi vert]
turned that b-tch straight to a runner
turned that b-tch straight to a runner
takin’ a flight to london
takin’ a flight to london
turned that b-tch straight to a runner
turned that b-tch straight to a runner
takin’ a flight to london
takin’ a flight to london
dump at you more than count dracula
callin’ my style spectacular
suckin’ me off like dracula
d magic are like abracadabra
walk in the spot and i set that b-tch off
coppin’ that ricky, don’t care what the cost
i hear you n-gg-s, you takin’ the sauce
cash money on me, my diamonds go bling
been rockin’ designer
i’ve been rockin’ designer
d-mn, acne jean jacket
yeah, with the rick owens to match, i’m fly
yeah, um, pull out that mac
um, if you gon’ pull on my racks
whippin’ that sh-t and i whip in that sh-t
and i stay in the trap

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