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brezden - store runner lyrics

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[intro: brezden]
(yo, zwerega, you so icy)
ayy (turn that sh+t up, meld)
yeah, yeah

[chorus: brezden]

disrespectful motherf+cker, i ain’t finna hold the door
disrespectful motherf+cker, i ain’t never did a chore
said he wanna lock in, then get me from the store
he a store runner, the only way i’m going forward
like a 4runner
he can only hit the thots, he a wh0re hunter
he can only hit the rim, that’s a short jumper
he blew it all, had a short summer

[verse 1: veeze]
my b+tch got more money than your whole squad
he is not a demon, he just mad he blew his whole stash
you the type to argue with them n+ggas while y’all on live
i’m the type to send a b+tch a text like “let’s go shoppin'”
it’s me and twin pourin’ fours like it’s one line
i just sold some pills to kids, look like babytron

i’m a real 7 mile, dog, i ain’t papa doc
these hoes want me to themselves, man, they boxin’ out
that bag better not be short a gram, we gon’ tie you up
boy made his first ten grand, yeah, let’s clap it up
you could travel all around the world, they can’t f+ck with us
[chorus: brezden]

disrespectful motherf+cker, i ain’t finna hold the door
disrespectful motherf+cker, i ain’t never did a chore
said he wanna lock in, then get me from the store
he a store runner, the only way i’m going forward
like a 4runner
he can only hit the thots, he a wh0re hunter
he can only hit the rim, that’s a short jumper
he blew it all, had a short summer

[verse 2: brezden]
skinny motherf+cker, buffs on but i got no muscle (buffs on)
i get on the beat and talk sh+t, i’m like a drunk uncle
rezzin’ on the ‘gram, name buzzin’ like my cut [?]
diggin’ in her deep, in her phone is the gut shovel (ayy, come here)
in the quarantine, nba ’cause her b+tt bubble
need a quarantine, get away, got a sickness (get away)
i can smell the fake, get away, got a sick scent (get away)
talkin’ so much sh+t in the booth i need six mints (talk sh+t)
sh+t, i heard that you miss every shots you don’t take (swear to god)
d+mn, how they still sleeping on me? when they gon’ wake? (how the h+ll?)

walk in class faded, teacher askin’, “why are you late?” (why?)
told her that i’m scared to drive the whip, i need some new plates
huh, but i was really gettin’ faded (what?)

[chorus: brezden]

disrespectful motherf+cker, i ain’t finna hold the door
disrespectful motherf+cker, i ain’t never did a chore
said he wanna lock in, then get me from the store
he a store runner, the only way i’m going forward
like a 4runner
he can only hit the thots, he a wh0re hunter
he can only hit the rim, that’s a short jumper
he blew it all, had a short summer



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