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Artiste : Brezden
Titre : Store Runner
(Yo, Zwerega, you so icy)
Ayy (Turn that shit up, Meld)
Yeah, yeah

I´ma get a AP and hold it up like Shedeur
Disrespectful motherfucker, I ain´t finna hold the door
Disrespectful motherfucker, I ain´t never did a chore
Said he wanna lock in, then get me from the store
He a store runner, the only way I´m going forward
Like a 4Runner
He can only hit the thots, he a whore hunter
He can only hit the rim, that´s a short jumper
He blew it all, had a short summer

My bitch got more money than your whole squad
He is not a demon, he just mad he blew his whole stash
You the type to argue with them niggas while y´all on live

I´m the type to send a bitch a text like "Let´s go shoppin´"
It´s me and twin pourin´ fours like it´s one line
I just sold some pills to kids, look like BabyTron
Word, I´m the highest in the room, I´m like Travis Scott
I´m a real 7 Mile, dog, I ain´t Papa Doc
These hoes want me to themselves, man, they boxin´ out
That bag better not be short a gram, we gon´ tie you up
Boy made his first ten grand, yeah, let´s clap it up
You could travel all around the world, they can´t fuck with us

I´ma get a AP and hold it up like Shedeur
Disrespectful motherfucker, I ain´t finna hold the door
Disrespectful motherfucker, I ain´t never did a chore
Said he wanna lock in, then get me from the store
He a store runner, the only way I´m going forward
Like a 4Runner
He can only hit the thots, he a whore hunter
He can only hit the rim, that´s a short jumper
He blew it all, had a short summer

Skinny motherfucker, buffs on but I got no muscle (Buffs on)
I get on the beat and talk shit, I´m like a drunk uncle
Rezzin´ on the ´Gram, name buzzin´ like my cut ???

Diggin´ in her deep, in her phone is the gut shovel (Ayy, come here)
In the quarantine, NBA ´cause her butt bubble
Need a quarantine, get away, got a sickness (Get away)
I can smell the fake, get away, got a sick scent (Get away)
Talkin´ so much shit in the booth I need six mints (Talk shit)
Shit, I heard that you miss every shots you don´t take (Swear to God)
Damn, how they still sleeping on me? When they gon´ wake? (How the hell?)
Bitch, I ain´t Aubrey Graham or Future, I ain´t gon´ wait (I ain´t waitin´)
You don´t get no pussy, boy, quit watchin´ Andrew Tate (Boy, stop)
Walk in class faded, teacher askin´, "Why are you late?" (Why?)

Told her that I´m scared to drive the whip, I need some new plates
Huh, but I was really gettin´ faded (What?)
I´ma get the AP and throw it up and they gon´ hate it (Yeah, swear to God)

I´ma get a AP and hold it up like Shedeur
Disrespectful motherfucker, I ain´t finna hold the door
Disrespectful motherfucker, I ain´t never did a chore
Said he wanna lock in, then get me from the store
He a store runner, the only way I´m going forward
Like a 4Runner
He can only hit the thots, he a whore hunter
He can only hit the rim, that´s a short jumper
He blew it all, had a short summer