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SkipSkool - Running Man (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
SkipSkool
SkipSkool
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brick God
Brick God
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neal & Alex
Neal & Alex
Producer

Lyrics

Step outside, black Adidas I got trouble on my mind We goin' slide, hit the plug, cop a brick and make it fly Paranoia in the whip, check my six a hundred times If the pigs wanna frisk, I might have to do some time And my mama told me don't commit no crime Said it don't pay but I guess she must've lied Got me dancin' through the bando with my slime Overseas, Scarface the world is mine Runner man, runner man, runner man Blue light, do the running man Through nights till the sun is in If the mood wrong, bring your other man Got bare beef n' they stalkin Streets watch, they talkin Flee cops, I ain't walkin' Big man Imma chalk 'em Cop this drip off white An' I ain't talkin Virgil Ask my opps even they goin' tell you I've been workin' Send your middleman, yeah like I ain't see through curtains But the money lookin' good so I couldn't swerve 'em Bitch I'm servin, fiends skinny timmy burton Had me hurtin broke my heart I'm a different version Get that work in, ladies flyin' in, I get them twerkin Bricks for certain, if you searchin', I'ma bring them birds in Top boy in my city, Phone ring an' I'm busy Lot's more where I get it, cop more than a fitty Wholesale got me litty, better come with' em benjis An she love when I hit it, I don't love her it's a pity Step outside, black Adidas I got trouble on my mind We goin' slide, hit the plug, cop a brick and make it fly Paranoia in the whip, check my six a hundred times If the pigs wanna frisk, I might have to do some time And my mama told me don't commit no crime Said it don't pay but I guess she must've lied Got me dancin' through the bando with my slime Overseas, Scarface the world is mine Runner man, runner man, runner man Blue light, do the running man Through nights till the sun is in If the mood wrong, bring your other man Got bare beef n' they stalkin Streets watch, they talkin Flee cops, I ain't walkin' Big man Imma chalk 'em Kush in my Pocket, mood swing Lost my old girl no new ting Got my side bitches choosing Really I don't need no boo ting I know that she want me And it's cute you tryin' She tell me she love me If I said the same I'm lying Pussy pricey and she like me, but I ain't buyin' No captain save a hoe, I beat it up like Super Saiyan Then I'm slidin', back seat Uber ridin' Hit the trap flip a pack can't let you compromise me I can't fuck a broke bitch nah, she gotta make her own Hit that shit one time, now she naggin on my phone She tryn' be my wifey, nah you can die alone Hustle game strong, they say Skip you dead wrong Step outside, black Adidas I got trouble on my mind We goin' slide, hit the plug, cop a brick and make it fly Paranoia in the whip, check my six a hundred times If the pigs wanna frisk, I might have to do some time And my mama told me don't commit no crime Said it don't pay but I guess she must've lied Got me dancin' through the bando with my slime Overseas, Scarface the world is mine Runner man, runner man, runner man Blue light, do the running man Through nights till the sun is in If the mood wrong, bring your other man Got bare beef n' they stalkin Streets watch, they talkin Flee cops, I ain't walkin' Big man Imma chalk 'em
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