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mission - ed rich lyrics

[hook: thouxanbandfauni]
im running a mission
im running a mission x10
b-tch i’ll hit ya right back
im running a mission
im running a mission
fingers get twitchin, my palms get to itchin
im running a mission
im running a mission
i fall in some money when i get that feelin
im running a mission
im running a mission
i fall in some money when i get that feelin
im running a mission
im running a mission
my fingers get twitchin my palms get it itchin
run up some guap when i get that feelin
im running a mission
im running a mission x2

[lil larceni’s verse]

im runnin a mission x 7
only want bands on my vision
most of these n-gg-s a gimmick
i put em all on my hitlist
letskedit letskedit leskedit
im running a mission x5
know that im chasing that cake
i po a 4 in that drank
i want a crib with a lake
show to ya crib with a k
coppers they on me like breezy
these b-tches they just want to tease me
close the heater like tony
posted with felons these n-gg-s is phony
im smokin on reefer my n-gg-s is wolves we’ll eat ya
i cannot f-ck with bull
know that them triggers get pulled
im runnin a mission
im runnin a mission
like a commander
thumbin my bands

like a f-ckin commander
and i ain’t talkin about sh-t if them bands dont add up n-gg- yaa
n-gg-s will speak on the internet, then they approach with they hands up

[hook]

[ed rich’s verse]
i cannot f-ck with these b-tches
they just want me for clout
they told me that i was the chosen
show to ya crib no emotion
let that f-ckin ruger blast
i get impatience for the paper gunnin for that -ss
never last
drop a bag on my man bail his momma see is face
do this sh-t to give my mom her own estate, onna lake
who the f-ck is ed rich know the one to bang first
talk second, specially if f-ckin dollars onna plate and you was hollerin
hollow tips is to equal to dollars spent on chronic sh-t
my n-gg- laceni and fauni got the pack that i be riding with
all my n-gg-s is running up money
you n-gg-s is hoping we dead
leavin em red like a b-tch who is b-tchin
f-ck the pretending, i’ll show to your crib with the wave
n-gg-s do not want the fade.yuh
get the f-ck up out my way. ay

[hook]

- ed rich lyrics

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