Lyrics Running Man! by Chris King

[Intro]
I, I get no sleep
Woah, woah
I, I, I

[Chorus]
I, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man
I can go count up a hundred bands, woah
I, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man
I can go fuck up a hundred bands, woah
Woah, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Can't but I might just go fuck up a hundred bands
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
I rock up, a hundred bands poppin' in rubber bands
I come with trouble, I come from the motherland
Woah, woah
This shit get deep
I [?] and smoke out my lungs in here, you know that we finna have us some fun in here

[Verse 1]
Woah, call me about it
[?]
They say the grass is greener always on the other side
Yeah, real [?] fellow
[?] pull strings like a motherfucking cello
Hit you with a bullet with the size of a can [?]
Codeinе got the traffic lights that go yellow
If you don't post to Instagram nigga then you fеll off
Bitch I got money in the back and I'm well off
I can't trust no bitch, cause they might write a tell-all
A serial killer, you'd think I signed a deal with Kellogs
Influential, I'm a real trend setter
Feel the negative on all different levels
[?] wishing he better
Told me to break a leg, you'll meet Conor McGregor
Hanging out [?] I move light as a feather
In June-July I move like Mayweather
RP nigga short-sleeve like a sweater
Hot [?] when I walk in Ima step her

[Chorus]
I, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man
I can go count up a hundred bands, woah
I, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man
I can go fuck up a hundred bands, woah
Woah, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Can't but I might just go fuck up a hundred bands

[Verse 2]
[?] pills as a combination
I just wanna overdose on fucking life
We play dirty, got grass stains all on our clothes
Don't you [?] nigga we not nice
Strip and shame when that nigga pulled out his
Little niggas do anything for some stripes
Don't you talk if you never
[?]

[Chorus]
I, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man
I can go count up a hundred bands, woah
I, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man
I can go fuck up a hundred bands, woah
Woah, I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
Running man, running man, running man, running man
Can't but I might just go fuck up a hundred bands
Woah, woah
I get no sleep
I rock up, a hundred bands poppin' in rubber bands
I come with trouble, I come from the motherland
Woah, woah
This shit get deep
I [?] and smoke out my lungs in here, you know that we finna have us some fun in here
Woah, woah
This shit get iced