クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rich Brian
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Imanuel
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Rich Brian
Producer
歌詞
[Verse 1]
Aye
See me run, see me run
Runnin' 'til my lungs might give
Runnin' for the front I feel like Usain in this bitch (Aye)
Passin' all these runners, number one is in my list
Blinders on me, I can't even see
See me and my tour bus by myself
Call me selfish, 'cause I got me and nobody else
Give myself an envelope just like it's per diem (Aye)
20 mirrors in my crib, I'm hangin' with my friends
[Verse 2]
Feelin' like I traveled through some time, oh man
Skippin' through some years but it feel right, oh yeah
Gettin' ready for some blessings coming our way
Forrest, Forrest runnin' for some days
[Verse 3]
I'll do this shit 'til the credits roll
Already got through the greatest goals
Met with a girl when I went back home (Aye)
She put me in a group chat with that pussy
Talk to it, send emojis to the pussy
Then beat it up 'til it wanna go sue me (Aye)
[Verse 4]
My brother called me and told me to man up
Told me to be lactose tolerant
Man stop avoidin' that cheddar (Aye)
In love with the Solo cups
I'm on the road but I'm lovin' my bunk
Still missin' home, but I'm havin' my fun, uh
[Verse 5]
I would never quit, I'm too legit
Indonesian MC Hammer in this bitch (Aye)
Beat your ass if you correct my grammar in this bitch
I did way too much for you to say my parents' rich (Nah)
But I'm tryna make it happen
[Verse 6]
Makin' green like Geico
All because I'm nice, ho
They know what I like though
Pussy on my rider
Groupies is some psychos
My bedroom is a psych ward
Tell that girl to smile more
I take it on my Leica
[Verse 7]
Feelin' like I traveled through some time, oh man
Skippin' through some years but it feel right, oh yeah
Gettin' ready for some blessings comin' our way
Forrest, Forrest runnin' for some days
[Verse 8]
See me run, see me run
Runnin' 'til my lungs might give
Runnin' for the front, I feel like Usain in this bitch (Aye)
Passin' all these runners, number one is in my list (Aye)
Blinders on me, I can't even see
See me in my tour bus by myself
Call me selfish 'cause I got me and nobody else
Give myself an envelope just like it's per diem
Twenty mirrors in my crib, I'm hangin' with my friends
Written by: Brian Imanuel
