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Artiste : Young Thug
Titre : On The Run
[Young Thug & Skooly]
Yeah, I´m on the run
Here I come, I´m with your mom
We got London On Da Track

If the opp come, I get to squeezin´ on the mop
I´m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don´t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ´bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (skrt)
Lamborghini Urus, paper tag today (aye)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (bent)
Burberry guts what the captain say (Slatt)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today (woo!)
My new Balenciaga rags today (oh, damn, woo!)

Niggas might kill for biscuits
Trappin´ out the intercontinental (hey!)

Bitch can´t wait ´til my check clear
Bitch gon´ act like she triller (act like she triller)
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red
All a nigga know is take meds
Nigga, stop drinkin´ my red (woo!)

Slime all these niggas, I´m tired of trie
I just sit back and smoke out a pound of weed (smoke out)
I got rollies galore, ain´t no clowning me
I got woadies with me speaking Chinese (got woadies right now, now)
I get fed up and throw a catastrophe (fed up)
In the drop, me, my dog had ´em ten key (woo!)
Secret service, so everything is touchscreen
I had walked in the loft, didn´t insert a key (blast-off)

Hold up, pattycake, baguettes, the karats, no carrot cake (baguettes! Yeah, bitch)
For God´s sake, stack up your racks, put it all away (ooh, let´s go)
Polish your ass, polish your stomach
And polish your face (polish your face)
Stack up the cash, go buy Richard Mille, that´s all I can say (woo!)
Whole lotta gang shit, whole lotta this and that
Whole lotta ain´t this (whole lotta, whole lotta)
Whole lotta cash over here, no whole lotta playing (oh, oh)
I spent your stash box on a little Mercedes
I popped at the last opp, and I end up escapin´

If the opp come, I get to squeezin´ on the mop
I´m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops

I don´t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ´bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today (I just might hop inside a cab)
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today (Urus paper tag)
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent (when I bend the corner, the rims)
Burberry guts what the captain say (woah-woah-woah-oh)
Chanel, she can get a little today (Chanel)
Fuck around and drop a few bags today (fuck ´round)
I just might do the whole dash today (hold up)
My new Balenciaga rags today (swoop)

Niggas might kill for biscuits

Trappin´ out the intercontinental
Bitch can´t wait ´til my check clear
Bitch gon´ act like she triller
Baby tryna trip me outta check (woah)
Nigga tryna pour my red (woah)
All a nigga know is take meds (woah)
Nigga, stop drinkin´ my red

I want the baddest señora, I´m ´bout to turn this bitch up (hoo!)
I just want to tell you she told you, yeah
She say she want it in her butt
I told that bitch bend it over (she want it in her butt!)
I´m a kingpin, yeah
Yeah, bitch, I got weight like a boulder (woah-woah-woah)
On the west coast with no spokes (nah)

You said that you riding (you said)
You said you in (yeah)
You sure stayed down (woah), now you in a Benz (woah)
This livelihood (lively), we living in (woah)
It´s all good in this life of sin (yeah)
I have a boatload of diamonds (diamonds)
When I get tired of this rhyming (woah-woah-woah)
I´m trying to kidnap your hotness (what?)
He bout to catch him a body (rrr!)
I stand the stick up on one feet (stand up!)
Bitch bout as tall as your body (woo!)
Don´t let it slide when you try me (woo!)
Ain´t no big gunnin´ around me (man)
Hop off the jet we was nine deep
It was a 16 passenger seat (16)
I like the way you been rhyming
One of one, no Siamese (one of one)

I got my card on file, Doctor Miami gon´ fix all my Chinese (one of one)
Fuck ´til our lights out on a jet, when we wake up, I think he was flying me there
The top of it´s brown (the top of it´s brown)
Yeah, the middle of it´s red (middle of it´s red)
Yeah, she nut by the round
They call it squirtin´ intead (let´s go)
Yeah, I like her for real (like her for real)
We skippin´ town from the feds (let´s go)
This codeine on chill (Act!)
She wet like a shower head (woo-hoo!)
Yeah, I came with the drill (I came with the drill)
I came with the powers and nails (powers and nails, woa-yeah)
I came with the deals (woah)
I came in with hoes like a sled (woa-yeah)

Yeah, a rich nigga tilt (woah)
I keep a Rolls Royce in this shit (keep Rolls Royce in this)
Yeah, I´m fuckin´ your nat (fuckin´ your nat)
´Fore we done got to the bed (´fore we done got to the bed)

If the opp come, I get to squeezin´ on the mop
I´m on the run, bitch, I just took off on the cops
I don´t need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer in rocks
I got the drum, bitch, ´bout to connect some of these dots, ayy
I just might hop inside a cab today
Lamborghini Urus paper tag today
When I bend the corner, man, the rims bent
Burberry guts what the captain say

Chanel, she can get a little today
Fuck around and drop a few bags today
I just might do the whole dash today
My new Balenciaga rags today

[ Kodak Black]
I´m in London, got my beat from London