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City Girls

Runnin

 

Runnin

(Album: PERIOD - 2018)


I'm fucking with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants
Never complaining 'bout being broke, cause they just running they bands
You full of flaw niggas, the runners they hold out they hands
And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexing bands
Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth
Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth
Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth
Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth

All these niggas they be hoes cocaine, city girls could've been got 'em
Everyday they in my inbox, I'm a real bitch, I don't screenshot 'em
Chanel on me when I roll up, boss bitches still, we don't roll up
Pussy good, every stroke, he like hold up
He ain't trying nothing, he like hold up

I'm fucking with real niggas, that making them boss moves
I kick that lil' bitch in her mouth, now I got bloody shoes
You a lil' thot bitch, you fucking the whole crew
My pussy got a new car smell, this shit brand new
This pussy ain't yours, don't claim me
Every nigga I fuck, they nameless
If he tryna expose, he brainless
My niggas don't play, they aiming
I love me a lowkey dude, send him pics he don't need the nudes
Real niggas gon' pay they dues, if you a broke dude, I'ma cut you loose

I'm fucking with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants
Never complaining 'bout being broke, cause they just running they bands
You full of flaw niggas, the runners they hold out they hands
And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexing bands
Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth
Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth
Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth
Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth

I'm a city girl, you a pissy girl
You a lazy bitch, I'ma busy girl
Every other night I be doing shows
While your nigga cheating on you, fucking hoes
Couple thousand for my fucking clothes, another sister in my fucking roll
I'm the same bitch, no matter who around
Diamonds dancing, I'ma do the brown
Thanks, you better go get her
I bet you my pussy get wetter
Retweeting late, I'm like shut up!
Every night he be fucking my gut up
And if that nigga ever cut up, I'ma put this pussy on his brother
And if that nigga ever cut up, I'ma put this pussy on his brother

You know that nigga ain't faithful, you see his ass when you able
I curved that nigga, be grateful
I cut him off, like your cable
I'ma bad bitch, you can't see me
Bitch you stuck home, you can't see me
In a maybach, yeah free Meek
But I don't need a nigga to come save me

I'm fucking with boss niggas, that keep a gun in they pants
Never complaining 'bout being broke, cause they just running they bands
You full of flaw niggas, the runners they hold out they hands
And got no money in the bank, but always on Instagram, flexing bands
Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth
Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth
Keep, running, and running, and running, and running your mouth
Keep on thinking that your nigga faithful, I'ma cum in his mouth

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