歌手:Rich The Kid
专辑:《Trap Talk》

Running Threw It （）-Rich The Kid
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
B**ches want to f**k me I got millys
Then I made know they hate
It said I wouldn't do it
I trap that pack I got that sack
And now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
B**ches want to f**k me I got millys
Then I made know they hate
It said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack
And now I'm running threw it
She said that she f**k with the new me
I f**k that b**ch in my coupe
You stupid you kissing that groupie
Pouring the foreign with a doubie
I was riding through the six
I got a trunk full of bricks
I got a robber no chris
Flexing hard take a pic
F**king your b**ch and I smash
Look at my rollie like cash
I'm walking around with a bag
My foreign ain't got paper tags
Got a pool like I'm drake
Got a mansion on a lake
Rich ni**a eating steak
Chasing money always late
Look at the time on the watch
I f**k it you eating the box
I can hear before the drop
F**k it I'm losing the top
F**k it I'm doing the dab on em
Hollywood
Unhanny I'm a judes of down
I'm a fiend for that money
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
B**ches want to f**k me I got millys
Then I made know they hate
It said I wouldn't do it
I trap that pack I got that sack
And now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
B**ches want to f**k me I got millys
Then I made know they hate
It said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack
And now I'm running threw it
You just be talking the trap
I hit a b**ch like a bat
F**k it you eating the cat
Rich forever on the map
I put them rings on my fingers
Birds sing like singer
I got them like swimmer
I used to trap out the beeper
F**king that b**ch from the back
She give me top like a hat
Sticking my dick in yo cat
My bloods they bagging like blaat
I might off with your sack
I'm taken they know me for that
Walking with too many racks
Old money like a cadillac
I did a show in bermuda
She riding the dick like a scooter
Pop a molly I'm a buddha
Money trapper scary freddy kreuger
I be running through the money
Always prayers like easter sunday
I was broke jug the hunnid
Money what I wanted
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
B**ches want to f**k me
I got millys
Then I made know they hate
It said I wouldn't do it
I trap that pack I got that sack
And now I'm running threw it
Walking with that rollie cost a fifty
B**ches want to f**k me I got millys
Then I made know they hate
It said I would do it
I trap that pack I got that sack
And now I'm running threw it