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running laps - foolkeal lyrics

[chorus]
huh, yeah
too much activity, these n*ggas is scared cause they already know that keal sweatshop on go
european ting she wanna f*ck on me and she want a n*gga to wear a gopro
how many ladies is running them laps cause i already know i’m not f*cking with hoes

[repeating verse]
n*ggas texting me that bullsh*t, huh, you reached a new low
i got the money, the clothes and the fans, and my wrist froze
n*ggas talking bout a mixtape, hit this sh*t right in your nose
she a pretty ting, got white on her toes
public housing cause your sh*t got foreclosed
feel like biggie causе i kicked in the door
why you talking when your sh*t got еxposed
you could listen to this tape i suppose
you are not rich, that sh*t self*diagnosed
i got a girl so call me on the trap
faygo your sh*t, have you right off the map
dancer with me, told her sit on my lap
dropping this tape and this b*tch gonna slap

[bridge]
no 808’s cause i’m feeling a way
reading my bible, it’s time that i pray
i’m ashing you leavin your ass in the tray
you got a virus b*tch, feel like danae
play with my name, get your sh*t fish filled
denmark, sweden, need hoes in norway
driving the i8, we on the speedway
you a fake fan, so b*tch get out my face
[chorus]
huh, yeah
too much activity, these n*ggas is scared cause they already know that keal sweatshop on go
european ting she wanna f*ck on me and she want a n*gga to wear a gopro
how many ladies is running them laps cause i already know i’m not f*cking with hoes

[repeating verse]
n*ggas texting me that bullsh*t, huh, you reached a new low
i got the money, the clothes and the fans, and my wrist froze
n*ggas talking bout a mixtape, hit this sh*t right in your nose
she a pretty ting, got white on her toes
public housing cause your sh*t got foreclosed
feel like biggie cause i kicked in the door
why you talking when your sh*t got exposed
you could listen to this tape i suppose
you are not rich, that sh*t self*diagnosed
i got a girl so call me on the trap
faygo your sh*t, have you right off the map
dancer with me, told her sit on my lap
dropping this tape and this b*tch gonna slap

[verse 3]
fryin your sh*t, leave your ass in a paradox
huh, you feeling confused
why question which one she want
it’s the n*gga with views
dropping that bomb so b*tch please don’t defuse
don’t even try cause you know you gonna lose
you is a dumb n*gga, tighten your screws
she wanna go to saks buy her perfume
[bridge]
no 808’s cause i’m feeling a way
reading my bible, it’s time that i pray
i’m ashing you leavin your ass in the tray
you got a virus b*tch, feel like danae
play with my name, get your sh*t fish filled
denmark, sweden, need hoes in norway
driving the i8, we on the speedway
you a fake fan, so b*tch get out my face

[chorus]
too much activity, these n*ggas is scared cause they already know that keal sweatshop on go
european ting she wanna f*ck on me and she want a n*gga to wear a gopro
how many ladies is running them laps cause i already know i’m not f*cking with hoes

[outro]
how many ladies is running them laps cause i already know i’m not f*cking with hoes
how many ladies is running them laps cause i already know i’m not f*cking with hoes
how many ladies is running them laps cause i already know i’m not f*cking with hoes

- foolkeal lyrics

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