yungtheoryy - run dat lyrics
chrous-run dat 4x
chrous-
slide at “tha rec i heard where is son at meet me at the back show me where the guns at. yea i get money this sh-t ain’t a fun fact
smoking staright strong they gon ask where my lungs at
you smoking on reggie im smoking real ganja. percs got me in my jam, staring a commas. i did her wrong keep talking bout karma. just talk to me n-gga i need all tha homage.want me turn up yo party lil n-gga im charging. no steph curry buhh a n-gga be ballin
run it up starting with dollars.”
verse 2- “dont do freinds i got business partners. hand me the jay gave it a facetime . slide whenever dont care if its daytime. drip in design n f-ck you b-tch at the same time. you gon be scared of us 7 cause we 8 9 (uhh) like 8 times. whip out tha stick (uhh) ont
waste time. n-ggas is b-tches won’t step on the baseline. stick em up. give me all of tha chips. naked jays you do not got not funnel
want the contact head on like blitz. n-gga i wan all tha skunnits
dumb b-tch said she just want a kiss. d-mn yungtheoryy i think tha don it. my shooter on point he ont miss. boop boop get down
montgomery county moco bih im reppin my grounds. ima fish inna water let the ovas drown. they hear dem shots b-tch im used to dem sounds.”
verse 3- “no king paul buh im gon need a crown im really working while these lil n-ggas lounge, momma crying but im gonna. lights camera action when i look in the crowd. got 4 or more n-ggas tha on fantastic sh-t. we sending it through ain’t talking bout faxing it
dont got on hats buhh yah n-ggas be cappin it. got her on her knees thru the pledge like she kapernick. dont use iphone feds be taping it. b-tch said tha she miss and that she was taping in. i told him to run dat like a b-tch ye im trapping it. make the work flip like som acrobatic sh-t. hit from tha block said my stroke game immaculate. bar after bar give em evacuate. giving out shots ain’t talking vaccainte. counting it up like a lil n-gga caculate. go back and forth like a test and i p-ss.]”
open last verse-
my n-ggas are crazy gon and run and do the race. b-tch keeping smd get out of my face. she said she love me and my kids i gotta taste
chrous-
slide at “tha rec i heard where is son at meet me at the back show me where the guns at. yea i get money this sh-t ain’t a fun fact
smoking staright strong they gon ask where my lungs at
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