I'm so sorry, aye
I know the dangers of you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I'm running, running, running, running, running, running
From you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I know the dangers of you calling me
I'm running, running, running, running, running
Running, from you calling me
Puttin' crack up on the stovetop spot
Hitting licks just like a broke dog, pop
On a nigga think he know some
Glock turn a nigga to a picture, to a no one
I'm not itching to miss ya
But I'm just a little bit worried bout time
And shooting at niggas I like
Thinking bout family lives
Car with a few new rims up on it
Catch me on the block off a blew chew often
I done sold my stocks for a new loose option
I finished like three cigs since we first started
I'm pissed off
Like a crippled nigga lookin' for a restroom
I failed so of course I try to test you
I'm intrigued by the motherf*ckin' head, dude
I got a move like a man in the moment
Wake up at bed always being made for me
I just pay the bills, lay some dick, life is so neat
My hometown is kilt, there's no one way for me
Moley, holy, say you don't know me
Hold me, my world brightens by your lovely face
My whole heart racin', holding your waistband
I hope for the road coast, down this shit puffin' out his face
No phone, just a cape, I'ma post when I'm laid up
Now I'm f*ckin' every day, bitch badder than a baby
I don't like the f*ckin' number plate, I want all of the safe, racks
I ain't playin', nigga, wait, I gotta give it to your face
I don't wanna talk
If you wanna say it to my face
Yeah, you can come meet me at the bank
Got somethin' to say then say it's my face
I'm so sorry, aye
I know the dangers of you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I'm running, running, running, running, running, running
From you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I know the dangers of you calling me
I'm running, running, running, running, running
Running from you calling me
Running, running, running, running, running
Running from you callin' me
Aqua Picnic (feat. Kosi, Vicxclamation & Khaimera) Video (MV)
Performed By: Outer Worlds
Language: English
Length: 3:17
Written by: James Martin, Matthew Stone, Victor Eyssallenne
Outer Worlds - Aqua Picnic (feat. Kosi, Vicxclamation & Khaimera) Lyrics
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I'm so sorry, aye
I know the dangers of you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I'm running, running, running, running, running, running
From you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I know the dangers of you calling me
I'm running, running, running, running, running
Running, from you calling me
Puttin' crack up on the stovetop spot
Hitting licks just like a broke dog, pop
On a nigga think he know some
Glock turn a nigga to a picture, to a no one
I'm not itching to miss ya
But I'm just a little bit worried bout time
And shooting at niggas I like
Thinking bout family lives
Car with a few new rims up on it
Catch me on the block off a blew chew often
I done sold my stocks for a new loose option
I finished like three cigs since we first started
I'm pissed off
Like a crippled nigga lookin' for a restroom
I failed so of course I try to test you
I'm intrigued by the motherf*ckin' head, dude
I got a move like a man in the moment
Wake up at bed always being made for me
I just pay the bills, lay some dick, life is so neat
My hometown is kilt, there's no one way for me
Moley, holy, say you don't know me
Hold me, my world brightens by your lovely face
My whole heart racin', holding your waistband
I hope for the road coast, down this shit puffin' out his face
No phone, just a cape, I'ma post when I'm laid up
Now I'm f*ckin' every day, bitch badder than a baby
I don't like the f*ckin' number plate, I want all of the safe, racks
I ain't playin', nigga, wait, I gotta give it to your face
I don't wanna talk
If you wanna say it to my face
Yeah, you can come meet me at the bank
Got somethin' to say then say it's my face
I'm so sorry, aye
I know the dangers of you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I'm running, running, running, running, running, running
From you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I know the dangers of you calling me
I'm running, running, running, running, running
Running from you calling me
Running, running, running, running, running
Running from you callin' me
I know the dangers of you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I'm running, running, running, running, running, running
From you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I know the dangers of you calling me
I'm running, running, running, running, running
Running, from you calling me
Puttin' crack up on the stovetop spot
Hitting licks just like a broke dog, pop
On a nigga think he know some
Glock turn a nigga to a picture, to a no one
I'm not itching to miss ya
But I'm just a little bit worried bout time
And shooting at niggas I like
Thinking bout family lives
Car with a few new rims up on it
Catch me on the block off a blew chew often
I done sold my stocks for a new loose option
I finished like three cigs since we first started
I'm pissed off
Like a crippled nigga lookin' for a restroom
I failed so of course I try to test you
I'm intrigued by the motherf*ckin' head, dude
I got a move like a man in the moment
Wake up at bed always being made for me
I just pay the bills, lay some dick, life is so neat
My hometown is kilt, there's no one way for me
Moley, holy, say you don't know me
Hold me, my world brightens by your lovely face
My whole heart racin', holding your waistband
I hope for the road coast, down this shit puffin' out his face
No phone, just a cape, I'ma post when I'm laid up
Now I'm f*ckin' every day, bitch badder than a baby
I don't like the f*ckin' number plate, I want all of the safe, racks
I ain't playin', nigga, wait, I gotta give it to your face
I don't wanna talk
If you wanna say it to my face
Yeah, you can come meet me at the bank
Got somethin' to say then say it's my face
I'm so sorry, aye
I know the dangers of you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I'm running, running, running, running, running, running
From you calling me
It's been the mood since 7:38
I know the dangers of you calling me
I'm running, running, running, running, running
Running from you calling me
Running, running, running, running, running
Running from you callin' me
Writer: James Martin, Matthew Stone, Victor Eyssallenne
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid