Subway Surfa Lyrics

Run it up, run it up, run it uptown the feds' are just looking around

Bare tags but we're running him out, don't shoot I ain't black I'm brown

Black cap, no face, no case, no smile, don't hate on the mate cause' he's brown

Jumping on trains we jumping to ground the feds never working it out

Runnin' him out mandam' is runnin' to Moscow

Run it up tracks they calling me Jakey, transpoki' calling me Loki'

BTD stick and a poky, Baley' feds don't even know me

Gotta stop for some chicken baloney run-in away from my homie

We just gonna

Runnin' him out mandam' is runnin' to Moscow

Runnin' him out mandam' is runnin' to Moscow

Jakey, Tracy, Micky, Tricky

Like the fam didn't even hit me, was it a bruise or was it a hickey, like spray paint getting all sticky, huh

Making bare P's so I'm phoning up Ricky just to deliver to Kie

Don't fuck on the boys cause we BTD, 7 ich is a BBC, huh

Cut not lean, Delivering P' through the sea, gotta' make some tea

I see I see we gotta' pay a fee so I gave em' my SUV, huh

Train to the Subway we Surfing a wave the Feds are just running away, huh

Hoverboard you know that I am on ways' put a madam right in the grave

Yea we a lil' surfer, she tripped I ain't even hurt her

But he a lil' merker' blue ticks he a registered sex offender went on a 3-day bender but

Are you hearing this, do you get me, I ain't fucken' with Keisha or Becky

Roadmen' always dripped down with a tech fleece

Royal Canadian Mounted of the police, they're always the Disturbance of the greeting of peace

The boys in the band blowing into the mouthpiece, I'm running ends in the high east

I'm running ends in the high east

Like yo do you get me?

The fuck you do to my uncs'

Fuck the pupils only friends with Monk, camping, chilling with dunks

Drunk, sober, drive-by Range Rover, Finger Figity, Mental activity, psychomotor

Caught a bullet back in October, she said composure I said roll over didn't even know that she was bipolar yo

Fuck the schedule, fuck full-time does my face look like a 9 to 5

So I got some boots delivered to mine came back with the voucher from naked wines

Latina, you know my type, you write? Write me a story

Grew a third leg I must be horny, running my ends like I'm Salvatore

Jakey, Tracy, Micky, Tricky

Like the fam didn't even hit me, was it a bruise or was it a hickey, like spray paint getting all sticky, huh

Jakey, Tracy, Micky, Tricky

Like the fam didn't even hit me, was it a bruise or was it a hickey, like spray paint getting all sticky, huh

Making bare P's so I'm phoning up Ricky just to deliver to Kie

So don't fuck on the boys cause we BTD, 7 inch is a BBC, huh

Cut not lean, Delivering P' through the sea, gotta' make some tea

I see I see we gotta' pay a fee so I gave em' my SUV, huh

Is B related to G

Let's see I got all the files

Dead, didn't even go to the trial

Speeding he running a mile

Said he's okay but he's faking his smile

434 open my phone and he dial

Buried right under the tiles been down there for awhile

Faken' his smile, then fuckin' a child

250 says never gone fold, they spot me they runnin' back home