Run (Explicit) - YG/Tyga/21 Savage/BIA

Lyrics by：Keenon Jackson/Samuel Ahana/Tahj Morgan/Randy Holmes/Bigram Zayas/Xavier Martinez/Roderick Bullock/Michael Stevenson/Bianca Landrau/Enoch Harris/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

Composed by：Keenon Jackson/Samuel Ahana/Tahj Morgan/Randy Holmes/Bigram Zayas/Xavier Martinez/Roderick Bullock/Michael Stevenson/Bianca Landrau/Enoch Harris/Shéyaa Bin Abraham-Joseph

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Spend it 'cause I'm up n***a and what and what

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Thought we was fallin' off you can't stand us stand us

Whole lotta bands in my left hand

The pistol got a drum I'm the band man

Whole lotta drink in my right hand

Long live slim 400 the hype man hype man

She know I got paper she wanna get a issue

Over a ***** never act sentimental

Drop-top coupe this is not a rental

Pull up f8 ferrari **** with they mental

Gentle as you open the door

Threw a hunnid in the club put this **** on forbes

Beef in the streets come with these w***es

The p***y so good it be startin' wars

Oh oh oh man oh d**n

In glock I trust 'cause it don't jam

I'm tryna run the bag up she wanna slow dance

I'm tryna toot it and boot it she wanna romance

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Spend it 'cause I'm up n***a and what and what

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Thought we was fallin' off you can't stand us stand us

Big digits chrome heart ***** spend it

Get with it if I rapped it I lived it

Big digits whole lotta pretty *****es

No cap not a snapback or a fitted ah

How they do muh****a it's the big homie

Different ***** every night I am never lonely

Said she had a onlyfans but she never told me

Said she a real squirter now she gotta show me

Yeah on demon I don't play fair no

Get money in the safe sex in the air air

Yeah jumpin' off a bean for me everywhere where

I be livin' in the bank you ain't ever there never

Clap clap that a*s like it's automatic 'matic

I'm obsessed with that a*s I'm an a*s fanatic 'natic

Put the pump to his lip like an asthmatic

And we still flipped the work like an acrobatic flip it

Yeah play time now it's break time

Yeah too busy but I make time

Yeah 4hunnid with them gang signs

If we talkin' millionaires ***** I'm the front line ah

Run them bands up run them bands up *****

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Spend it 'cause I'm up n***a and what and what

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Run them bands up run them bands up

Thought we was fallin' off you can't stand us stand us

Big digits chrome heart ***** spend it uh

Get with it if I rapped it I lived it bia bia

Big digits whole lotta pretty *****es uh

No cap not a snapback or a fitted

I run it up 'til I'm tired yes

Went back to sleep and woke up to a wire

N***as inquire who been ****in' me prior

***** I been hot richard pryor uh

It's gettin' hot in here

Ain't no talent drop a tear 'cause I hope in lears skrrt

I took the ps lounge 'cause they stop and stare

I know these white folks wonder how we got in here uh

Took the club and the kitchen from the backdoor

It's the only time that I ever get backdoored rrah

N***a the **** you think I rap for

N***a you could see it on my dashboard

Plain jane rollie cost a whole half a ticket facts

Worth eight figures ain't no

Such thing as trickin' 21

Should've been a farmer

I be chasin' after chicken 21

Focused on the money

That **** come along with *****es 21

No love for the opps

They get knocked out their britches P***y

Jump inside the box spin

The block 'til I'm dizzy P***y

Fat transfer if you ain't right

I get your titties fat

**** me in the car I'm in a rush

You know I'm busy 21

Drove out **** a superstar

And made that ***** part of my rollout

Rappin' all that tough **** done

Got his a*s hoe'd out

You can't buy no ticket to my show

'Cause they be sold out

Security wanna search us at the door

When we got poles out 21

Bad ***** got her a*s out

You ain't really gang gang n***a you a mascot P***y

Check my bank statements you a pass out

You need people like me to point and call the bad guy