The Run Around lyrics
by Jban$2Turnt
[Verse 1: Lil Yachty]
I been flexing since the '90s
Got a bad b*tch, she grind me
All my b*tches acting fancy
That boy right there, that’s my shooter
I nickname him Tom Clancy
I got b*tches in the hills
I got b*tches in the hood
I got n*ggas in Decatur
It might be your next door neighbor
I’m tired of doing n*ggas favors
I can’t f*ck with all you haters
Lowkey I might run for mayor
Lowkey I could be a Laker
I been ballin’ like a Pacer
I think that’s my only chaser
I be iced out, water
I be looking like a crystal
Lil yachty on a mission
Rich gang, going fishing
Look at this, this snakeskin
I got b*tches they can f*ck me
I can take all your main hoes
n*gga wanna shoot the one now
‘Cause I just f*cked on his main ho
Uh, damn, let’s get it poppin’ like Crisco
All these blond head faggot n*ggas
Running ‘round like Cisco
Huh, damn, ain’t nobody tryna f*ck with me
Lil Yachty, I’m a buck fifty
Money tall like project building
Platinum teeth, and mountain silver villains
Beam on him, he look like Krillin
I be aiming at a n*gga head
Lil Yachty want these n*ggas dead
[Verse 2: JBan$]
I been flexin' since the 90’s
VVS’s in my timepiece
Only f*cking on a dime piece
Supreme tee, number 9 jeans
Catch me riding out of town
Chopper hold a hundred rounds
24 karat gang
JBan$, I’m the one to blame
Sippin’ Act make the pain go away
f*ck these n*ggas, they lame anyway
f*ck on they main b*tch every day
Smoking swishers makes me go insane
[?] out with the candy paint
Aretha Franklin, my chopper gon’ sang
Aretha, my chopper gon bang
JBan$
[Verse 3: Nessly]
1500 on a pair of sneakers
Why the f*ck would I sneak diss?
n*ggas running with the swag
I don’t cease and desist
Yachty in the back running booth
Like a CD disc
25 for my f*cking arm
Got me on Sprite remix
Free Quanny my brother
Now he locked up on murder
Won’t drop that lames on my brothers
pus*y be locked up for murder
You should just know that they shootin’
Home invasion intrusion
He shootin’, I’m shootin’, we shootin’
Codeine in my fluids