wsky.b - runningman Lyrics

Ooo, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooo

Huh, huh
I feel like Hedi Slimane, huh
SL, Dior when I'm pulling up
Kurt Cobain of the Nirvana
Nevermind it ima blow it up
Shot of whiskey, and the cola
People here think I ain't grown enough
I ain't got no time for hold ups
Pop a chamber ima load it up

Game, running
Lines, running
Chain, run it
Style, running
Swank, running
Cash, run it
Bank run it, f*ck it, huh
Game, running
Lines, running
Chain, run it
Style, running
Swank, running
Cash, run it
Bank run it, f*ck it, huh

I'm going out of control, huh
Riri zippy of the woah, huh
Homie spark another bowl, huh
Pretty wsky on a roll, huh
What we up to you don't know, huh
I got my eyes on the Gucci
I got my eyes on the Forbes, huh
People acting like they knew me
Pop a bottle like an uzi
I've been selling out my soul
Fourteen hunnit for the rupees
Eleven hunnit for an O, huh
What you buying I dun sold, huh
All your new shit dawg is old, huh
Say my attitude is cold, huh
This the mindset of the throne, huh
Yeah, yeah
I ain't f*cking with none of y'all hoes on that bullshit
Yeah, yeah
Wasting all of your time and your money is foolish
Yeah, yeah
So when I get put on don't hit me on that cool shit
Yeah, yeah
If you run out your tongue homie you just might lose it

Hey
Running man, running man, running, running man
Hunnit bands for a dance don't you understand
I'm the man, I'm the man, I'm the running man
I'll be damned if you ran from the running man

Game, running
Lines, running
Chain, run it
Style, running
Swank, running
Cash, run it
Bank run it, f*ck it, huh
Game, running
Lines, running
Chain, run it
Style, running
Swank, running
Cash, run it
Bank run it, f*ck it, huh

Ooo, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooo
Huh, huh
Ooo, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooo
Huh, huh

Huh, running, running, running running
Run the motherf*cking hunnits
Huh, running, running, running running
Run the motherf*cking hunnits