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letra de run - jonoftf

run lyrics
[intro]
glorytee
man, what the f-ck goin’ on, maajins?

[chorus: jonoftf]
run, wait (yeah)
run, wait (yeah)
huh, wait
run, wait (brr, brr, brr)
we k!llin’ n-ggas for fun, huh
we k!llin’ n-ggas, they (brrr, wait)
we k!llin’ n-ggas, they done
walk up in [?] and spend me a ton, huh
walk in the mall we splugin’ (yuh)
k!ll his ass ’cause he deserve it (huh)

[verse: jonoftf]
i need my bag and i need it right now
and i need my bag ’cause it’s urgent, huh
and i want yo shawty, she flirtin’, huh
and i’m not tryna buy you no birkin, huh
socially-anti as f-ck, huh
finna push off in that— (huh)
finna pull off in that truck
and we gon k!ll her, ’cause we don’t give a f-ck
f-ck, i spent a l!ck on my wrist
f-ck, then i hit the mall with yo b-tch
f-f-ck, and you know i carry that stick
and i’m not tryna dodge, tryna ball with my clique
[bridge: jonoftf]
f-ck, hol’ on, again
f-ck, one more time
hol’ on, wait
f-ck
okay

[verse: slump6s]
f-ck it, i copped me some [?]
i been goin’ up, not as much [?]
i don’t [?], just like [?]
1800 the gang, that’s my brothers, my slimes

[verse: babysantana]
i got thesе racks, b-tch, i don’t waste no more time
wе gon’ get that boy gone in six seconds, vine
you n-ggas said that you don’t like me, fine
n-ggas so goofy, a clown, [?]
and they keep stealin’ my sound, am i wrong
finna carry that n-gga, ain’t talkin’ mirage
swervin’ 2 bands in that coupe
i’m with my dogs, just like snoop
b-tch, you talk 3 [?], not 3 or 2
it’s beef with the fake, ’cause these n-ggas be foo’
i wanted the money, i’m countin’ these blues
this .762 gonna check with yo crew
rick owens, not martins’, not talkin’ bout boots
finna make this sh-t done, [?] (the f-ck goin on, maajins?)
[verse: slump6s]
ha, b-tch a big baller, don’t know how to hoop
why do you got a gun, but don’t know how to shoot?
i’ma whip out a [?], can’t hop out the coupe
got a gun by my side, but a f-ck n-gga (huh)
not in the klan, but i slide with a hood
and he couldn’t be me, but he wish that he could
he tryna run up on me but he couldn’t
call me lumberjacket ’cause i wish that he would
hood down, she givin’ top in the wraith
but i bet now, i put a gun in his face
with her [?] down, i make a hit every sp-ce
and he said [?], but where’s yo tool?
she in the crib, doin neck, [?]
and i got a big choppa, like i did my [?]
he is a boy, like i did [?]
and yo b-tch in my phone, couldn’t wait, or you

[chorus: jonoftf]
run, wait (yea)
run, wait (yea)
huh, wait
run, wait (brr, brr, brr)
we k!llin’ n-ggas for fun, huh
we k!llin’ n-ggas, they (brrr, wait)
we k!llin’ n-ggas, they done
walk up in [?] and spend me a ton, huh
walk in the mall we splugin’ (yuh)
k!ll his ass ’cause he deserve it (huh)

- jonoftf

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