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with the bag - k7thefinesser lyrics

[chorus: k7thefinesser]
i run away with the bag
i got a lot of 304s that like to shake they ass
got a room for the hoes so they can post they ass
no hoes too lazy, might as well get up off they ass
run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag

[verse 1: k7thefinesser]
i run away with the bag
i gotta play it safe, the police stay up on my ass
gps on my ankle, sh*t, i ain’t free yet
i’m still fightin’ this case, man, i ain’t beat yet
out on bale and i’m still gettin’ out a b*tch neck
i’m the type of individual that you don’t wanna test
ran away with all the money, sh*t, it ain’t nothin’ left
i be creepin’ through the shadows, sh*t, i ain’t gotta flex
my b*tch gon’ get it out her ass ’cause she know a n*gga is her dad
if you testin’ my ism, i got cannons that’s gon’ blast
uh, and it’s somethin’ ’bout them renegades
hop out the whip sweatin’ and i’m always in they face
if you don’t think i’m ballin’, ask bron about me
we be playin’ with them sticks and i ain’t never talkin’ hockey
i’d carve my own lane, i ain’t playin’ by y’all rules
n*ggas like blow you out, we ain’t cool
keep a saxaphone on me, i’ll give your ass the blues
if that joint lookin’ hit up, oh, my n*ggas bring the tool
i don’t care if it’s april, you can’t play me for no fool
i can’t stay in one spot, sh*t, i’m always on the move
[chorus: k7thefinesser]
i run away with the bag
i got a lot of 304s that like to shake they ass
got a room for the hoes so they can post they ass
no hoes too lazy, might as well get up off they ass
run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag

[verse 2: good finesse]
i run away with the bag, yeah, i’m gone
i’ve been havin’ for a while since i had a flip phone
still breakin’ on these b*tches runnin’ net to the pavement
n*gga out on bale, but i’m rappin’ ’til i make a mill’
sh*t don’t stop, no cap, i gotta pay these bills
b*tch a f*g off on the time but i don’t give a f*ck
i ain’t k silva, be broke so i’m getting bucks
always tryna come in first place, not a runner up
twelve*hour shift every day with her heels on
tray*flippin’ sh*t, up on my grind like it’s billa bong
fans see me out, i’m takin’ pics all up in the mall
k7 free, now we bleedin’ all up on the mic’
broke a new b*tch with curly hair like she ice spice
and i’m runnin’ to the bag like i’m usain bolt
fastest way to get dropped if you tell me no
took a trip to miami poppin’ bottles on the boat
i run away with the bag, gettin’ coins like i’m sonic
went broke and sold his kit so you know he had to p*wn it
2greedy stinc team, b*tch, we be mobbin’
and i’m cleaner than a b*tch like a n*gga just posted
[chorus: k7thefinesser]
i run away with the bag
i got a lot of 304s that like to shake they ass
got a room for the hoes so they can post they ass
no hoes too lazy, might as well get up off they ass
run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag
(i run away, i run away) i run away with the bag

- k7thefinesser lyrics

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