runnin' up - kamain lyrics
runnin’ up lyrics
i pull out the glock, safe
pull up your b*tch, wraith
we taking your dubs, case
i’m poppin’, i’m droppin’, we leavin’ no trace
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
cheques with the commas
i’m in with your b*tch and i bomb her
name ain’t osama. obama
smokin’ that mari*ju*ana
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i’m finna text her
you b*tches know that i’m next up
you know i’m getting my cheques up
but my name really ain’t dexter
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
you wanna be me, nah
face is all black you can’t see me
in my new car, it’s a ‘ghini
windows so black, you can’t see me
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
it’s like i don’t carе
i’m running it up in this b*tch
i got these chequеs so i’m putting a louis v. bag on her fit
i know how to treat her
don’t care for your features
you don’t even know how to spit
runnin’ up, runnin’ up
hit when the sun is up
i done be rapping the speed of a sprint
life is not fair
i’m running it up in this b*tch
i got these cheques so i’m putting a louis v bag on her fit
i know how to treat her
don’t care for your features
you don’t even know how to spit
runnin’ up, runnin’ up
hit when the sun is up
i done be rapping the speed of a sprint
i’m spitting out sh*t, like you need some hope
i’m in my bag with a glock in a robe
she givin’ me top in front of her friends
you can say she gave me the drop
big bands on the court. i don’t need you, go flop
i got lil’ shorty on speed dial
we make a movie, it go viral
she dropping the loca like she need a hit
don’t need no love, i need more bricks
ice cold with some new tricks
big dawg with some new l!cks
hit from the back with some new tricks
life ain’t fair so we can’t run it up on the daily
and no these bars i’m spittin’ ain’t really on saftey
it’s like i don’t care
i’m running it up in this b*tch
i got these cheques so i’m putting a louis v. bag on her fit
i know how to treat her
don’t care for your features
you don’t even know how to spit
runnin’ up, runnin’ up
hit when the sun is up
i done be rapping the speed of a sprint
life is not fair
i’m running it up in this b*tch
i got these cheques so i’m putting a louis v bag on her fit
i know how to treat her
don’t care for your features
you don’t even know how to spit
runnin’ up, runnin’ up
hit when the sun is up
i done be rapping the speed of a sprint
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