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chrxmediamonds - ​runnin' 4 president (bonus) lyrics

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[intro]
(hon akkori, shout out jacob)
yeah, yeah, yeah, oh yeah
you know like, that’s how i do this sh+t, like
this how i’m really living like, you know
yeah, yeah

[hook]
ignoring the hate, i got richard mille on my plate
i was starving, they ate in my face, now you see how yo medicine taste
i was broke over doing the race, i’m just goin up at my own pace
i’ma tie up the knot like a lace, i’ma bring the knot back to my place
we got a rack, i ain’t talking bout fishing
they let me in, i won’t pay the admission
we call the shots and you know we ain’t missing
i’m running for president, i’m on a mission
i got a real cup codеine sipping
my brother got 3s in the back likе he pippen
we got the wock, but none of us physicians
and we add the number, like we mathematicians

[verse 1]
i got a 4 by 4 in the back, when i pour make the 4 liter turn to an 8
choppa mad g+y, pull it out of the closet
and it’s gonna take all these men on a date
i cannot stand all you p+ssy lil boys
man all of y’all p+ssy motherf+ckers flakes
i take the choppa and reload that sh+t
my choppa eat bananas just like it’s an ape
i take the lean, and i sip out the bottle
new srt, i’m pushing in the throttle
we hit that boy with some lead, now he waddle
i got a bad b+tch, look like a model
we got some thc in the back, we put that in the mask
and we smoke through the nozzle
we seen the jewelry, and all the fashion
you know all the sh+t that i do is colossal, yeah
[hook]
ignoring the hate, i got richard mille on my plate
i was starving, they ate in my face, now you see how yo medicine taste
i was broke over doing the race, i’m just goin up at my own pace
i’ma tie up the knot like a lace, i’ma bring the knot back to my place
we got a rack, i ain’t talking bout fishing
they let me in, i won’t pay the admission
we call the shots and you know we ain’t missing
i’m running for president, i’m on a mission
i got a real cup codeine sipping
my brother got 3s in the back like he pippen
we got the wock, but none of us physicians
and we add the number, like we mathematicians
we got a rack, i ain’t talking bout fishing
they let me in, i won’t pay the admission
we call the shots and you know we ain’t missing
i’m running for president, i’m on a mission
i got a real cup codeine sipping
my brother got 3s in the back like he pippen
we got the wock, but none of us physicians
and we add the number, like we mathematicians



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