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running to that money - bandgang biggs lyrics

[intro]
come on now
skrr, skrr, skrr*skrr
(outtakey)

[chorus]
runnin’ to that money (yeah)
runnin’ to that money tryna catch it, i be at it
i be runnin’ to that money (yeah, ayy)
runnin’ to that money like a motherf*ckin’ addict
i be runnin’ to that money (ayy, skrr, skrr)
runnin’ to that money tryna catch it, i be at it
i be runnin’ to that money (ayy, i be runnin’ to it)
runnin’ to that money like a motherf*ckin’ addict, i be

[verse 1]
runnin’ to that money tryna catch that sh*t (catch that sh*t)
if a n*gga pull up on me, he gon’ catch this clip (oh, he gon’ catch this clip)
lil’ b*tch, come and catch this d*ck (ayy, come and catch this d*ck)
i don’t really give a f*ck, i be on that tip (i be on that tip)
i never seen you on the road when i was out of town (i was out of town)
i know everybody here, i’m nevеr out of bounds
ayy, you can come party with me, baby, how that sound (how that sound?)
pop a perc’, hit this cup thеn you could turn around (yeah, you could turn around)
ayy, i’m a juice head like paid is
brodie locked up, but i still take care of my brother kids (ayy, my brothers)
ayy, you know what it is (b*tch), ayy, f*ck how it was
f*ck what it could’ve been, n*gga, this is what it is (this is what it is)
pourin’ up that mud got my eyes blurry
got three hundred blackout, why would i worry? (skrrt, skrrt)
i’ll grab it and reverse it, you don’t spend that sh*t
ayy, your girl bad as h*ll, i still spin that b*tch
[chorus]
runnin’ to that money
runnin’ to that money tryna catch it, i be at it
i be runnin’ to that money (i be at it, i be)
runnin’ to that money like a motherf*ckin’ addict
i be runnin’ to that money (b*tch)
runnin’ to that money tryna catch it, i be at it
i be runnin’ to that money (ayy, i be at that sh*t)
runnin’ to that money like a motherf*ckin’ addict, i be (b*tch)

[verse 2]
gettin’ too much pape’, i need to chill out
how that n*gga get a hundred racks? didn’t he just get out?
that’s how n*ggas be when they be seein’ me on my dumb sh*t
yeah, i did some fed time, but i’m still on that one sh*t
just blew twenty on a cuban, need another l!ck
this b*tch think i’m wesley pipes tryna make a fl!ck
blow the glock, send an opp ’til them b*tches cl!ck
how y’all n*ggas catchin’ ‘bows and y’all don’t know the clique?
i’m ballin’ like derozan
i feel like i’m chosen
biggs pieces golden
n*gga, i be rollin’, these zazas is smokin’
exotic cup potent
stabbin’ on the hook, b*tch, i’m bando coven

- bandgang biggs lyrics

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