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yung sak runner, pt. 2 - ysr gramz lyrics

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[verse 1]
my b*tch sell my bag when i’m not at home
i always got my gun, bro, i’m not alone
i don’t wanna f*ck her, she ain’t got no gun
she let that n*gga f*ck and he ain’t got no [?]
them p’s comin’ in, i got ’em for the low
don’t bring that b*tch to your crib, she’ll drop your lo’
that draco hit they crib, make they drop it low
i just spent like ten bands, i’m ’bout to spend some more
i don’t trust these n*ggas, is they friend or friend? (i don’t know what the f*ck)
this b*tch a good girl, i treat her like a ho
i really got some dog sh*t put up, i’m actin’ like they poor
three hundred blackout, i’m a designer junkie
why you got a bad b*tch if you ain’t gon’ buy her nothin’
old beggin’*ass b*tch, i ain’t gon’ buy you (i ain’t gon’ buy her sh*t)
i know a b*tch that lеt you f*ck if you buy her somethin’ (buy that b*tch somethin’)
i bе chillin’ by myself, i be sack runnin’
he a b*tch in high school, we took a strap from him
like a round of applause, he tryna clap somethin’
b*tch, the whole city know that i’m a sack runner (i’m a sack runner)

[chorus]
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner (yeah, yeah)
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner (yeah, yeah)
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner (yeah, yeah)
[verse 2]
i used to walk to my plays with that sack on me
i got the front, lil’ bro gon’ watch the back for me
you can’t run off with that bag, bring it back, dummy (bring it here)
b*tch talkin’ ’bout i’m broke, i got racks, dummy (b*tch)
if i’m booked for a club, i got the strap on me (if the strap here)
almost fell in love with her, she got macaron’ (she got mac and cheese)
gramz, what you mean? she got mac and cheese (yep)
she don’t wanna let you f*ck, she wanna smoke your weed (man, this b*tch crazy)
i be throwin’ b’s (yop), bro be throwin’ b’s (yop)
f*cked this ho and leave, i let me roll my weed
when you see that ysr chain, b*tch, you know it’s me
[?] buyin’ sh*t for your b*tch and you owin’ me? (how the f*ck is you doin’ that?)

[chorus]
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner (yeah)
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner (yeah, yeah)
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner (yeah, yeah)
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, i’m a sack runner
i’m a sack runner, b*tch, i’m a sack runner

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