Runningback

Smokepurpp

Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back
Extendos all around me, I can never lack
Once I leave the bank I don't know how to act
Pull up on your mans, I'm out in all black
I don't want your lean, it's lookin' cut

I mix the purple with the Sprite, you know what's up
I got shooters and they itchin' just to bust
I got shooters and they poppin' out the cut
40's, . 30's, points we got it all
Gas on me, always puffin' some
You ain't bout that money fuck nigga we can't speak
Smokin' on the Henny so I get relief
Shootin' blind nigga, swear my niggas in these streets
If I catch a nigga lackin', like a song he gon' leak

Posted at the trap, I'm flippin' packs
Middleman, straight profit out that pack
Redbone bitch she gon' suck a nigga dry, yeah
Pill poppin' nigga, I can't change, I'd rather die, yeah
I might just fuck up the bank, I might just go and just hit a lick

I'm in the trap and I'm whippin' a brick
I'm with this chick and she suck on my dick
Stupid lil' thot said she wanna love the boy
Hell nah, I'm playin' bitches like a toy
Pull up skrt, pour up rain in the trap, got a pond
Man, you tell me what's up

Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back
Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back
Running back, running back, running back, running back
Running back, running back, running back, running back

Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' running back
I'm a motherfuckin' running back
Running back, running back, running back, running back
Running back, running back, running back, running back

I'm off a Xan and I feel good, I'm cruisin' slow, all in your hood
I got a ski, you know what's up
My shooters with me and you know we finna bust
Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back
Once I get that pack bitch, I'm a running back
Running back, running back, running back, running back
Running back, running back, running back, running back

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