CORRIGER LES PAROLES

Paroles : Running Back

These n***as p*ssy like a pregnancy test
This can't be loud, ya'll wood smell like reggie's and death
I'll get married to Siri, fore I marry my ex
I got a text, it's another dead president check
Let's count this cheese from L.A, to Vegas, Nevada
I got connections everywhere like unlimited data
Put cash in banks, looking like the lottery baby
I stay with that ticket, yo b*t*h call me the lottery baby
Bro owe me some cheese and he gon shoot me a lil paper
n***as boosting all they stats up like create-a-player
He made a band, but this dumby don't know sh*t
Flexing on the gram, get you set up by a broke b*t*h
Give it to yo kids, not the strippers at the Sting
f**k up yo reality by selling b*t*hes dreams
Make a come-back when you come back with some cake
b*t*h, it's Roll Bounce, tell them haters they can skate, n***a

Come back to me, i'm begging you please
Come back to me
(b*t*h, that money coming back, that money coming back
I run it like a running back)
Come back to me, i'm begging you please
Come back to me
(b*t*h, that money coming back, I run it like a running back)