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Runnin round, running, running
Runnin round, running, running
Running running running round know we spin hoe
I got shooters hanging round out the window
This my kinfolk
Need more info
Try to run up on the gang
We gon' see how this go
Round my wrist, disco
You shooting shit, missed though
Work on your aim, you a bit slow
I got that aim, better get low
Get down, Chop sound, Hunnid round
I get loud, hunnid pounds Hunnid thou
Hunnid thousand Ps
Way too many trees
I'm flipping that shit, I'm doing it quick
Know I need all that breesh
All that bread, all that breach
Know that you heard what I said
I don't repeat, yeah, yeah
Don't repeat myself, not ever
Too busy counting up cheddar
You knowing that I do it better
She drank all the liquor, somebody come get her
Get her
Said come get your girl
She might make me hurl
Beyond for the streets
That bitch for the world
That bitch for the earth
That bitch for the planet
That bitch put in work
She been doing damage
That bitch for the earth
That bitch for the world
That bitch for the earth
I be out the world
Runnin round, running, running
Runnin round, running, running
Running running running round know we spin hoe
I got shooters hanging round out the window
This my kinfolk
Need more info
Try to run up on the gang
We gon' see how this go
Round my wrist, disco
You shooting shit, missed though
Work on your aim, you a bit slow
I got that aim, better get low
Get down, Chop sound, Hunnid round
I get loud, hunnid pounds Hunnid thou
Hunnid thousand Ps
Way too many trees