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Runna
Underground Rap
Runna wurde am 26. Juli 2024 von WHYBG als Teil des Albums Fuschia! veröffentlicht
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Veröffentlichungsdatum26. Juli 2024
LabelWHYBG
SpracheEnglish
Melodizität
Akustizität
Valence
Tanzbarkeit
Energie
BPM73

Musikvideo

Musikvideo

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
WHYBG
WHYBG
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Amari Haddock
Amari Haddock
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Robert Odle
Robert Odle
Producer
Stixx
Stixx
Producer
Amarajda
Amarajda
Producer

Songtexte

Hold on hold on hold on hold on run that shit back right now
This FUSCHIA! Run this shit back
Ha Ha Ha
No no I'm just messing with y'all man
I'm just messing with y'all
Nah let me let me get the foot off the gas man
We got the **** WHYBG here you know what I'm saying
We just got to be great sometimes
Be grateful you know what I'm saying
God bless you man
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
On the court I be balling yea just like a athlete
Yea they say they gon catch up but they can't get pass me
And if it's really smoke what you sayin' yea you better match me
But they can't get pass me no
Cus they just be runnin' runnin' runnin'
And I'm Runnin' runnin' runnin to the bread
I keep runnin' runnin' runnin'
runnin' runnin'
We run it up we ain't goin' fed
Come on
And I'm runnin' like Usain Bolt
Pressure in the air they ice grilling me
So I keep my heater never get cold
Shawty on my body she feelin' me
Think her name Trinity she gotta go
I move like a saint ain't no killin' me
Had an epiphany I'ma be goat
Whoa come on
It's time to put me to the test
They like how I dress they say I'm impressive
Say BG better than the rest
(Come on let's go)
(OK let's go)
And I'm all about my checks
If it's not about the blues and the greens
I tell them no habla ingles
Whoa
Yeah my boy creepin' on your block with the strap on him
Uh
I'm totin' on lil Zack my boy he totin' Cody
Uh
I told them boys get back cause I got the pack on me
Why they gas him up
He was on E
On the court I be balling yea just like a athlete
Yea they say they gon catch up but they can't get pass me
And if it's really smoke what you sayin' yea you better match me
But they can't get pass me no
Cus they just be runnin' runnin' runnin'
And I'm Runnin' runnin' runnin to the bread
I keep runnin' runnin' runnin'
runnin' runnin'
We run it up we ain't goin' fed
Run it up
Racks stick out my jeans yeah
If I up this roll on yo shawty
I thumb through the racks she might turn to a fiend yeah
Now she talkin' about her dreams yeah
She said that she wanna have my baby
but the kid is not mine Billie Jean yeah
I like to get clean yeah
They might think I'm mean yeah
If I'm doin' a show at a function
I ain't talkin' picture when I'm sayin' cheese yeah
And I ain't tryna cause no scene yeah
But the way that I'm feelin'
I'm feelin like the world is all mine
Al Pacin- yeah
Yeah
(like Al Pacino)
(Like Scarface)
(Ya Dig)
Like a athlete
They can't pass me
Pass me
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Runnin' Runnin' Runnin'
Written by: Amari Haddock
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