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run the wall - xavier wulf lyrics

[intro]
(d*mn, quentin)

[chorus]
i spend the money then recoup before i sleep
i do the sales, i put the bread across the seat, n*gga
i check the mail for my check and then repeat, n*gga
i hear you n*ggas out there grindin’ up your t**th, n*gga
she look at you like she shoulda hit delete, n*gga
that’s probably because i’m burnin’ up the heat, n*gga
it’s probably because you pulled up in a jeep, n*gga
these b*tches easy, n*gga, just believе and see, n*gga (b*tch)

[verse 1]
i’m smokin’ weed because it’s my favorite еlement
i give no f*ck ‘bout none of you n*ggas or who you steppin’ with
i saw a n*gga talking sh*t, and then he fell in it
she can’t tell me she in love, i’m repellin’ it
she got real good skin with some melanin
i’m in the dark, nah, i think i’m back in h*ll again
see me smoke a blunt while i drop the engine in
i’m doing hoodrat sh*t with all my friends again
f*ck with me, i’ll put them hackers on your vpn
i’ll send the browser history to a n*gga girlfriend
i heard that n*gga came up missin’ with no [?]
i’m the type to put the beef into a whirlwind
i’m sippin’ whiskey while i sit and watch the world end
i don’t wanna party with you n*ggas, let the girls in
i throw a party by myself, ain’t no one gettin’ in
she sip bacardi by herself, she don’t need a friend, b*tch
[chorus]
i spend the money then recoup before i sleep
i do the sales, i put the bread across the seat, n*gga
i check the mail for my check and then repeat, n*gga
i hear you n*ggas out there grindin’ up your t**th, n*gga
she look at you like she shoulda hit delete, n*gga
that’s probably because i’m burnin’ up the heat, n*gga
it’s probably because you pulled up in a jeep, n*gga
these b*tches easy, n*gga, just believe and see, n*gga (b*tch)

[verse 2]
one*thousand diamonds put into katanas
it’s probably more, but i’m just guessin’ if you wonderin’
that ain’t your b*tch, i just seen her out here wanderin’
i wonder if he’ll ever find the right woman
i was eighteen in memphis duckin’ warrants, n*gga
we got caught with illegals in the foreign, n*gga
i told a lie, he told a lie, we had him goin’, n*gga
until his partner pulled up f*ckin’ up what i’m doin’, n*gga
the officer said, “this ain’t california, n*gga
“we can get you ten to twelve for marijuana, n*gga”
i said, “whatever, b*tch, f*ck you think i’m goin’, n*gga?”
i went to jail, but i got out in the mornin’, n*gga (b*tch)

- xavier wulf lyrics

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