RUN DIS sh*t lyrics

[Verse 1]
FR, put him in the ER
Shoot close, I can't see far
B-A-R-T-E-R, Bana
Teeth hurt, strike you as a geezer
I know she be hurt if lil' bana ever leave her
Say I sound like that n*gga, boy, you is a reacher
Have a b*tch on her knees just like I'm the preacher
Preach that
Kick the f*ckin' gang down, breach that
Topped the f*ckin' charts at fourteen, how I reach that?

[Chorus]
Private Flight Gang pill, I might f*ckin' relapse
n*ggas suckin' di*k, bruisin' up they f*ckin' knee caps
You not even the type n*gga that my b*tch would sneeze at
Rap game, I'm exactly where the f*ckin' greed at

[Verse 2]
PFG, we for the W, L-E-W-I-S
Who thе best comin' out the scenе, n*gga? I is
Pulling on the motherf*ckin' strings, n*gga
You can't talk like this until you get this many streams, n*gga
And I swag like this because I fear no man
I was antisocial, a n*gga had the plan
From candy bars to sellin' shows Japan
From f*ckin' busted broads to f*ckin' hoes in France
I'm tryna f*ck you shawty, I cannot hold your hand
I know you watchin', shawty, like this sh*t on demand
I feel like Midas, shawty, I got golden hands
Not to be f*cked with, shawty, I'm Bana Van Damme
[Chorus]
Private Flight Gang pill, I might f*ckin' relapse
n*ggas suckin' di*k, bruisin' up they f*ckin' knee caps
You not even the type of n*gga that my b*tch would sneeze at
Rap game, I'm exactly where the f*ckin' greed at

[Verse 3]
I been ballin' so hard, where the f*ck the league at?
I swear I hate rats, but where the f*ck the cheese at?
I can't be in the same room as these n*ggas breathe at
Put the f*ckin' strap down, beat your ass like Creed Bana
I done dropped a hit, I know that he fed up
Would another n*gga that could top me please stand up
If she wanna come over and slop me, beat that up
Hey, I was around you n*ggas 'cause he's bad luck
I'm like Crueger or Freddy, Jason
I been told these n*ggas, Bana not the one to play with
I just dropped "Decatur," now I'm on the same sh*t
Tell them n*ggas wake up, I'm on my jeweler slave sh*t
f*ck your producer, 'cause I got Sxprano
Tell her, "Touch your toes, bae, let's see how far your hands go"
Bana 'round the f*ckin' town, this a f*ckin' anthem
Them n*ggas did me f*ckin' foul, this a f*ckin' AND1, b*tch