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¥outh - Solar Runner Lyrics



¥outh - Solar Runner Lyrics
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Crash course
Hit the kill switch
We movin too quick
Movin Ruthless
Big Dog
Some like Rufus
Hoe got long jaws
She gimme toothless
She a headache
Name hold hella weight
Hella Guap
This my paper weight
Who stuntin
Who stuntin
Who stuntin
Who stuntin
Move on
My wallet big Crip
My patna Real Right
No lease imma need it off rip
Gone do em like baby and dip
I need it all no pieces
Imma shine light and dark like 3M
Just so you can see me
We got Youth in HD
Just might sign to JG
Might put out a CD
They think I'm a meanie
Just Treat the fake like feces
Drop a hoodie so yo bitch can feel me
Talkin that
Talkin that
Talkin that
Talkin that
Talkin that Luxury
I don't even wear designer
I bought her Balenciaga
You f*ck wit the gang you on
F*ck wit my Family you gone
This ain't a act then show me
You got my back then show me
You know the bag then show it
You got them racks don't show em
That get you tagged on toe
She got some ass I'm pokin
I'm in her throat she chokin
I gotta pack a pole
How can you fold on Tony
You gotta stand on toes
You came to bag my bitch
I came to make us rich
Came to Baguette my wrist
Cant wait you was next on list
Hate turned you into a risk
Hate was the reason we split
I'll see a milli this year
The Devil ain't makin our deals
Another day
Another play
Pave a way
They finesse
Hit his ass
Leave a mess
Skrrtn off
Swervin from the scene
I want it all
Gimme they all
They did it all
We get it all
Awl yeah
Awl yeah
Awl yeah
This a New World how you feel
I want bills
I need mills
Mills
Mills
Mills
Mills
Oh yeah
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Crash course
Hit the kill switch
We movin too quick
Movin Ruthless
Big Dog
Some like Rufus
Hoe got long jaws
She gimme toothless
She a headache
Name hold hella weight
Hella Guap
This my paper weight
Who stuntin
Who stuntin
Who stuntin
Who stuntin
Move on
My wallet big Crip
My patna Real Right
No lease imma need it off rip
Gone do em like baby and dip
I need it all no pieces
Imma shine light and dark like 3M
Just so you can see me
We got Youth in HD
Just might sign to JG
Might put out a CD
They think I'm a meanie
Just Treat the fake like feces
Drop a hoodie so yo bitch can feel me
Talkin that
Talkin that
Talkin that
Talkin that
Talkin that Luxury
I don't even wear designer
I bought her Balenciaga
You f*ck wit the gang you on
F*ck wit my Family you gone
This ain't a act then show me
You got my back then show me
You know the bag then show it
You got them racks don't show em
That get you tagged on toe
She got some ass I'm pokin
I'm in her throat she chokin
I gotta pack a pole
How can you fold on Tony
You gotta stand on toes
You came to bag my bitch
I came to make us rich
Came to Baguette my wrist
Cant wait you was next on list
Hate turned you into a risk
Hate was the reason we split
I'll see a milli this year
The Devil ain't makin our deals
Another day
Another play
Pave a way
They finesse
Hit his ass
Leave a mess
Skrrtn off
Swervin from the scene
I want it all
Gimme they all
They did it all
We get it all
Awl yeah
Awl yeah
Awl yeah
This a New World how you feel
I want bills
I need mills
Mills
Mills
Mills
Mills
Oh yeah
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Writer: Julien Jasper
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Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Julien Jasper

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