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ya boi bron - run thru dem bands lyrics

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run thru dem bands

hook

2x
that choppa make em do the running man, i do the run thru dem bands, i do the run thru dem bands, i do the run thru dem bands
paper cuts on my hands, that come from countin them bands, that comes from counting them bands, that come from counting them bands

verse1

i cook it up like chef

i call the shots like a ref

i got this tec in my tec

incase a n-gg- wanna flex

i get so fly like a jet

i love to cash all these checks

you let these b-tches finess

i just left these b-tches wet

got this cuban on my neck

link wit a cuban for ha neck

turnout her pops the connect

now i get it for less

got rid of the weight like i’m stressing

all this blue cheese no dressing

i’m a spend some on my dressing

you gon see how i’m finessing

wavy nikes call em foamposites

its outlet in my own closet

debit cards in my old wallet

known off the block like the old wallace

name buzzin like a bee hive

know a couple hounds in that g5

but i’m apen throw them bs high

all these guns feeling like i’m ti

these b-tches they say i’m the man

these b-tches they follow the gram

i might just follow her back

turn ya wife to a fan

these n-gg-s do running man

i do the run thru them bands

paper cuts on my hands

aww man god d-mn

hook

2x
that choppa make em do the running man, i do the run thru dem bands, i do the run thru dem bands, i do the run thru dem bands
paper cuts on my hands, that come from countin them bands, that comes from counting them bands, that come from counting them bands

verse 2

these n-gg-s they know wat we do

turn they club to a zoo

got me feeling like i’m zuse

kuz a n-gg- got the juice

i might be a lil lit

i might talk a lil sh-t

like hey yu lil b-tch

i tryna f-ck lil b-tch

gang wit me wanna hang

like the diamonds in my chain

i swear my life is insane

she wanna feel me like pain

make a mill off the rock move it st-rdy

count my blessing though it’s dirty

still feeling like i’m worthy

i just sold another birdie

no days off n-gg-s working

in my bag like a birken

leave these p-ss-es tight like a virgin

i’m not a regular person

cut n-gg-s like a surgeon

n-gg-s washed up no detergent

serve a n-gg- like a servant

fiends h-t my line like it’s urgent

couple k!llas wit me lurkin

on ya block like we purgen

put 5 in his back like he perkins

- ya boi bron lyrics

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