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Correct The Run Around Lyrics
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Correct The Run Around
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[Verse 1: Lil Yachty] I been flexing since the '90s Got a bad bitch, she grind me All my bitches acting fancy That boy right there, that’s my shooter I nickname him Tom Clancy I got bitches in the hills I got bitches in the hood I got niggas in Decatur It might be your next door neighbor I’m tired of doing niggas favors I can’t fuck with all you haters Lowkey I might run for mayor Lowkey I could be a Laker I been ballin’ like a Pacer I think that’s my only chaser I be iced out, water I be looking like a crystal Lil yachty on a mission Rich gang, going fishing Look at this, this snakeskin I got bitches they can fuck me I can take all your main hoes Nigga wanna shoot the one now ‘Cause I just fucked on his main ho Uh, damn, let’s get it poppin’ like Crisco All these blond head faggot niggas Running ‘round like Cisco Huh, damn, ain’t nobody tryna fuck with me Lil Yachty, I’m a buck fifty Money tall like project building Platinum teeth, and mountain silver villains Beam on him, he look like Krillin I be aiming at a nigga head Lil Yachty want these niggas dead [Verse 2: JBan$] I been flexin' since the 90’s VVS’s in my timepiece Only fucking on a dime piece Supreme tee, number 9 jeans Catch me riding out of town Chopper hold a hundred rounds 24 karat gang JBan$, I’m the one to blame Sippin’ Act make the pain go away Fuck these niggas, they lame anyway Fuck on they main bitch every day Smoking swishers makes me go insane [?] out with the candy paint Aretha Franklin, my chopper gon’ sang Aretha, my chopper gon bang JBan$ [Verse 3: Nessly] 1500 on a pair of sneakers Why the fuck would I sneak diss? Niggas running with the swag I don’t cease and desist Yachty in the back running booth Like a CD disc 25 for my fucking arm Got me on Sprite remix Free Quanny my brother Now he locked up on murder Won’t drop that lames on my brothers Pussy be locked up for murder You should just know that they shootin’ Home invasion intrusion He shootin’, I’m shootin’, we shootin’ Codeine in my fluids
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