Running Man! lyrics
by Chris King
[Intro]
I—I get no sleep
Woah, woah
I—I- (Snotty Nose Mafia, b*tch) -I
[Chorus]
I—I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man
I can go count up a hundred bands, woah
I—I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man
I can go f*ck up a hundred bands, woah
Woah, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Can't but I might just go f*ck up a hundred bands
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
I rock up, a hundred bands poppin' in rubber bands
I come with trouble, I come from the motherland
Woah, woah
This sh*t get deep
I snuck in my gun in here, smoke out my lungs in here, you know that we finna have us some fun in here
[Verse 1]
Woah, call me about it
I run it, got' feel the light
They say the grass is greener always on the other side
Yeah, real body fellow
Known to pull strings, like a motherf*cking cello
Hit you with a bullеt with the size of a can of Modelo
Codеine got the traffic lights that go yellow
If you don't post to Instagram n*gga then you fell off
b*tch I got money in the back and I'm well off
I can't trust no b*tch, cause they might write a tell-all
A serial killer, you'd think I signed a deal with Kellogs
Influential, I'm a real trendsetter
Feel the negative on all different levels
Got a disguise, the hater wishing me better
Told me to break a leg, you'll meet Conor McGregor
Hanging out [?] I move light as a feather
In June-July I move like Mayweather
RP n*gga short-sleeve like a sweater
Hotbox when I walk in Ima stepper
[Bridge]
I—I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man
I can go count up a hundred bands, woah
I—I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man
I can go f*ck up a hundred bands, woah
Woah, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Can't but I might just go f*ck up a hundred bands
[Verse 2]
I need some pills as a combination
I just wanna overdose on f*cking life
We play dirty, got grass stains all on our clothes
Don't you [?] n*gga we not nice
Strip and shame when that n*gga pulled out his [?]
Little n*ggas do anything for some stripes
Don't you talk if you never unpacked a load
We [?] sold out in a night
Rest in peace to dead homie, it's heartburst
Either "f*ck too much love.", or just "Lift the weight."
From that day on, I learned there's no middle ground
Cause you live just to love, and you f*cking die
Right
[Chorus]
I—I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man
I can go count up a hundred bands, woah
I—I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man
I can go f*ck up a hundred bands, woah
Woah, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Can't but I might just go f*ck up a hundred bands
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
I rock up, a hundred bands poppin' in rubber bands
I come with trouble, I come from the motherland
Woah, woah
This sh*t get deep
I- (Snotty Nose Mafia, b*tch) -snuck in my gun in here, smoke out my lungs in here, you know that we finna have us some fun in here
Woah, woah
This sh*t get
I—
(Snotty Nose Mafia, b*tch)