junebu99 - channel runner$ lyrics
[chorus]
my baby girl said she want some new chanel runners
she know i’m a boss, i could never be a runner
been stackin’ up all spring, i’m tryna f+ck it up this summer
if this was ’06 i would’ve scooped her in a hummer
everywhere i go, i keep the pipe like a plumber
i feel like birdman, i’m the number one stunner
she like double c’s so i’m ’bout to blow some comma’s
i bought her [?] ’cause she never be in drama
[verse]
when i’m in my city n+ggas treat me like obama
in other words, if you try me sh+t get ugly
i was down south serving yay like bumpy
she know that i’m shady but for some reason she trust me
buster’s see my girl and now they saying i got lucky
n+ggas in they feelings, don’t know why she wanna f+ck me
maybe it’s ’cause i’m [?] and she thinks you n+ggas dusty
or maybe it’s ’cause i’m s+xy and she think you n+ggas ugly
haha, big g, on my waist is a designer gun
catch a opp bought to bounce, put a hole in one
[?] road, that’s the block, boy that’s where i’m from
i’m ’bout to take a trip [?] she said she wanna come
stand on what i say like i man, i could never run
i don’t wanna hear about your ex, he a f+ckin’ bum
she know that i’m really havin’ bread, he ain’t got a crumb
i could tell your stories ’bout late nights in the slums
popo pulled up on me and [?] so we had to run
put ’em on a highspeed, them cracka’s said we had a gun
i ain’t ysl but i was livin’ like a young thug
[chorus]
my baby girl said she want some new chanel runners
she know i’m a boss, i could never be a runner
been stackin’ up all spring, i’m tryna f+ck it up this summer
if this was ’06 i would’ve scooped her in a hummer
everywhere i go, i keep the pipe like a plumber
i feel like birdman, i’m the number one stunner
she like double c’s so i’m ’bout to blow some comma’s
i bought her [?] ’cause she never be in drama
[bridge]
haha, ayy+ayy+ayy, ayy+ayy, ayy+ayy
this for all my n+ggas eating off of grams
this for all my n+ggas eating off of scams
this for all my n+ggas gettin’ to the bands
i ain’t gon’ judge you boy, you gotta feed your fam
this for all my n+ggas eating off of grams
this for all my n+ggas eating off of scams
this for all my n+ggas gettin’ to the bands
i ain’t gon’ judge you boy, you gotta feed your fam
[outro]
h+llo?
hey, i’m at the store right now
what color you want?
i don’t know, whatever you think i like
uh, they got the [?] bags
they got blue, they got orange, they got brown
so, it’s up to you
it’s whatever you think i like
alright i’ma grab all four then
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