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lil skies - running fast lyrics

[intro]
i know i’m higher than a b-tch, i can’t even front
but i ain’t never had sh-t, that’s why i like to stunt
i know that n-gg- hating on me, this ain’t what he want
i know he tryna knock me out because i’m number 1

[chorus]
b-tch i’m ballin on these n-gg-s, jordan when i dunk
she popped a perc and sipped my lean, she thought she was drunk
my n-gg-s savage, riding with the chopper in the trunk
i barry bonds that p-ssy you know i don’t ever bunt
i’m running fast to that bag all i know is flex
i’m running fast to that bag all i know is flex
i’m running fast to that bag all i know is flex
i need that work, i need that bag, give me my f-cking check

[verse 1]
i’m bout to break the bank
i make the trap jump
i’m rollin up the skunk
your boyfriend is a b-m
he say he need that work
like pull up what’s your order
i save it like a h–rder
then go right to the border
my b-tch a dime piece
yo b-tch a three piece
my n-gg-s sellin piece
y’all f-ck with k!ll piece
remember being broke
they took me as a joke
now treat me like the pope
my life’s so f-cking dope
b-tch i came up, i don’t flex for the gram
boy i ain’t hiding you know who i am
n-gg-s be talking i don’t give a d-mn
i text her the ??? i feel like uncle sam
bro she like curry, that 30 don’t jam
i got it back now it’s all in my hands
stayed on my toes i ain’t switch on my mans
k!ll em, be humble and stick to the plan
i’m in the cut, i don’t f-ck with the vip
these females ain’t loyal, they always on d-cks
stay in the job, i can’t be in the mix
they want me to fail but instead i took risks
look at me now like i’m making them sick
f-ck all the diamonds, i shine regardless
i got the vision, yes i’m an artist
i tell em pull up cause we got the bargain

[verse 2]
that n-gg- talking, i know he ain’t real
say he won’t switch, bet he will for the deal
work my -ss off till my hands touch a mil
rollin up dope, getting high for the thrill
gave her the d now she all in her feels
hitting my phone all the time cannot chill
i do not love you, ain’t paying ya bills
she want some clout but i ain’t dr. phil
we got in late when we came in the door
hoes in the couch money all in the floor
ain’t running out keep the bag in galore
i shine like a star in the clouds where i soar
funny thing is i was just by the store
trapping with bro making plays to get more
now i’m on flights taking trips to explore
give me two years and i’m going on tour
it’s all we got, b-tch you know what it is
now i’m the man you can’t call me a kid
no looking back on the sh-t that i did
hitting them licks, laying low from the pigs
rolling up gas drinking lean like i’m sick
bro trappin hard making plays out the whip
i’m in the studio making these hits
chasing my dreams while they sit back and wish
n-gg- you know what it is (woah)
n-gg- you know what it ain’t
and these n-gg-s ain’t felt all my pain
tell that n-gg- just stay in his lane
smoking gas and it’s smelling like dank
and my shooters pull up in a tank
and she love me, i’m fresh out the bank
i can’t save you, girl i ain’t no saint

- lil skies lyrics

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