Runnin (From "Creed II: The Album"|Explicit)
Mike Will Made-It"Runnin (From "Creed II: The Album"|Explicit)" ist ein Song von Mike Will Made-It, 2018, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:09, 99 lines / 484 words.
Songtext
0:00Runnin (Explicit) - Mike Will Made It/A$AP Rocky/A$AP Ferg
0:09Came up out the mud
0:10Brush the dirt off of me
0:11Going hard hit them where it hurts
0:13Kill them softly
0:14Bone stretch tryna clear my mind
0:15Even smoke less
0:16Hopelessness but I'm in this s**t for flesh
0:18Talk reckless coming for your neck
0:20No strep throat
0:21Runnin' runnin' runnin' this s**t
0:23Both legs broke
0:24Runnin' round town yeah
0:25They comin' for my head though
0:26Funny thing about it they
0:27Don't always see my head though
0:28Schizo maniac I'm fiendin' to go klepto
0:31So hands on kinda hard for me to let go
0:33Let go stacking presidents like a
0:35Lego
0:36Would introduce you to my
0:37Friends but they dead though
0:38Dead though dead though
0:40Came up out the mud
0:41Brush the dirt off of me
0:43Runnin' runnin' runnin'
0:44I'ma take it like a klepto
0:45Anybody want it they can get it
0:47Come correct though
0:48Talk behind my back
0:48But when they see me it's respect though
0:50Still got the crown
0:51So I never give a F though
0:52Everything is wavy
0:53I'ma hit 'em with the breast stroke
0:55Then I'ma get high
0:56I'ma get the best d**e
0:57Yeah I make the rules
0:58I ain't following the dress code
1:00I I ain't do the mess though
1:01I'ma put a hex though
1:02I I ain't with the hugs and kisses
1:03Don't do the X O
1:04Soon as the bell go ding doe
1:06I'll be in the ring though
1:07We can shoot cinco
1:08Look at all these clowns
1:10How they studying my lingo
1:11Peeking out the window
1:12But they'll never win though
1:17Came up out the mud
1:18Brush the dirt off of me
1:19Going hard hit them where it hurts
1:20Kill them softly
1:21Bone stretch tryna clear my mind
1:22Even smoke less
1:23Hopelessness but I'm in this s**t for flesh
1:26Talk reckless coming for your neck
1:27No strep throat
1:28Runnin' runnin'
1:29Runnin' this s**t both legs broke
1:31Runnin' round town
1:32Yeah they comin' for my head though
1:33Funny thing about it they
1:34Don't always see my head though
1:35I'mma flex yes I'm the best
1:37I'm the veteran
1:37Yeah
1:38In the lex yes big baguettes
1:39In my necklace
1:40Woo
1:40In his head neck
1:41In his chest he gon' catch a fist
1:42Right
1:42I go deck deck break his leg
1:44Do it effortless
1:45Yeah
1:45In the ring ain't no f**king game
1:46Ain't no tetris
1:47Hit him bang I'mma shake his brain
1:49I'm gon' never rest
1:50Durrrr
1:50Man I'm air I'm the f**king champ
1:51I can't fail at this
1:52Money dance by the million bands
1:54I got hella grip
1:54Durrrr
1:55Hella chips with a lot of chics
1:56Coming by the clique
1:57Mo' sex with the rolex
1:58Come without a tip
1:59Yeah
1:59Mo' grip when the dough flip
2:01Gimme mo' lick
2:02Whole fist break his whole s**t
2:03Tuck up lil' b***h
2:04Getting fit I'mma win the chip
2:06Watch them catch a fit
2:09Go
Runnin (Explicit) - Mike Will Made It/A$AP Rocky/A$AP Ferg Came up out the mud Brush the dirt off of me Going hard hit them where it hurts Kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind Even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this s**t for flesh Talk reckless coming for your neck No strep throat Runnin' runnin' runnin' this s**t Both legs broke Runnin' round town yeah They comin' for my head though Funny thing about it they Don't always see my head though Schizo maniac I'm fiendin' to go klepto So hands on kinda hard for me to let go Let go stacking presidents like a Lego Would introduce you to my Friends but they dead though Dead though dead though Came up out the mud Brush the dirt off of me Runnin' runnin' runnin' I'ma take it like a klepto Anybody want it they can get it Come correct though Talk behind my back But when they see me it's respect though Still got the crown So I never give a F though Everything is wavy I'ma hit 'em with the breast stroke Then I'ma get high I'ma get the best d**e Yeah I make the rules I ain't following the dress code I I ain't do the mess though I'ma put a hex though I I ain't with the hugs and kisses Don't do the X O Soon as the bell go ding doe I'll be in the ring though We can shoot cinco Look at all these clowns How they studying my lingo Peeking out the window But they'll never win though Came up out the mud Brush the dirt off of me Going hard hit them where it hurts Kill them softly Bone stretch tryna clear my mind Even smoke less Hopelessness but I'm in this s**t for flesh Talk reckless coming for your neck No strep throat Runnin' runnin' Runnin' this s**t both legs broke Runnin' round town Yeah they comin' for my head though Funny thing about it they Don't always see my head though I'mma flex yes I'm the best I'm the veteran Yeah In the lex yes big baguettes In my necklace Woo In his head neck In his chest he gon' catch a fist Right I go deck deck break his leg Do it effortless Yeah In the ring ain't no f**king game Ain't no tetris Hit him bang I'mma shake his brain I'm gon' never rest Durrrr Man I'm air I'm the f**king champ I can't fail at this Money dance by the million bands I got hella grip Durrrr Hella chips with a lot of chics Coming by the clique Mo' sex with the rolex Come without a tip Yeah Mo' grip when the dough flip Gimme mo' lick Whole fist break his whole s**t Tuck up lil' b***h Getting fit I'mma win the chip Watch them catch a fit Go
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