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RACK RUNNER
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Hip-Hop/Rap
RACK RUNNER κυκλοφόρησε στις 30 Οκτωβρίου 2020 από Michael Fang ως μέρος του άλμπουμ RACK RUNNER - Single
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ΆλμπουμRACK RUNNER - Single
Ημερομηνία κυκλοφορίας30 Οκτωβρίου 2020
ΕτικέταMichael Fang
ΓλώσσαEnglish
Μελωδικότητα
Ακουστικότητα
Βαλάνς
Χορευτικότητα
Ενέργεια
BPM73

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Udeme Michael Afangideh
Udeme Michael Afangideh
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Udeme Michael Afangideh
Udeme Michael Afangideh
Producer

Στίχοι

Ohh (It's mine)
Ohh (It's mine)
Insane
Counting my dough, that big rain (I got to count that dope)
I had to shoot that mid range
Working my wrist that plain jane (plain jane got me cold)
Yeah, pounds (Aye)
Pesos, dollars, Yen (Aye)
I had to count it again (Aye)
This not pretend (Aye)
Bout to spend it with some friends (Yeah, aye)
Chigo call the strippers
My bitch in my business, if she ask I had to finesse
Had to call my dentist, take my teeth out drip in gold (Yeah, ahye!)
I been such a menace had to drip out on these hoes (Yeah, yeah)
Money on my clothes, I get money for a show (Aye)
Money for a song, write my check out make it go, aye
I had days, trying to figure how to paid
I was sipping on a minute maid
Trying to map out a new play
Trying to figure who I'm finna rob
I need money yet I got a job
New house and a new whip man more money came with more probs
They said
Go work, go work (I did)
Did that, did that
Big balling like Dirk
Big tax took that (Ahye!)
Fuck am I paying a tax,
The cop like to shoot and I'm paying his ass (Bow, bow)
They want me showing hands
But I move too fast and they still gonna blast (Bow, bow, bow, bow)
Insane
Counting my dough, that big rain (I got to count that dope)
I had to shoot that mid range
Working my wrist that plain jane (plain jane got me cold)
Yeah, pounds (Aye)
Pesos, dollars, Yen (Aye)
I had to count it again (Aye)
This not pretend (Aye)
Bout to spend it with some friends (Yeah, aye)
Yeah
I took night pill so pray for me
It's weighing heavily mentally
Sick fuck, sick fuck, yeah-
That's how I know this not meant for me
I got the mob and they came with me
Look like we came out of Italy
Shorty she wanna come fuck with me
First she going to have to go check with security, aye
Freak that shit when the beat slap
Ima eat that, got the heat pack, whip with the seat back
Now I'm getting head in the Honda
Hands and shoes, stomp and shoot
That's what we finna do, get into it
Run his pockets, jug. Thank you dude.
Break the window out, take the couch
I don't give a fuck now, I dipped out
I had that mask over my mouth
Give me that money then I peace out
Give me that dope then I dip out
Written by: Udeme Michael Afangideh
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