
Running Back Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ten bad hoes all running back
Ten bad hoes all running back
Ten bad hoes all running back
Ten bad hoes all running back
I can go a hundred miles, yeah, I can go hundred miles
Need speed, I'ma chase it down
Yeah, Lil Chase, I'ma run it down
Little nigga, you can't check the dial
This shit over a hundred miles
I pop out, like haunted house
I'm front street, I'm wanted now
I want the top, yeah I wan't it
Yeah that nigga Fiddle he know that he gunnin'
Ain't never gone cease gone let out a hunnid'
His brother deceased now shit ain't funny
I'm never leaking can't drop no money
It feel like tennis, back to back with the hoes
I'm on my zone, put me back in the yo
I bring 501 to the yo
He want a lose brain, pour a fourth
Fye' shit, Lu Kane, let's go
I need new brain, oh, woah
I'm Mr. Impossible, you ain't seen it yet
See them lights my shit ain't blinging yet
travel in packs lookin' like army, man
Nigga wish he could fuck wit chase
But that nigga can't count it, yet
I'ma be rich, yeah, I never doubted it
Money countin', yeah, I love the sound of it
He ain't even made a thousand yet
I swish shit, catch it out the net
Way that I mix shit, yeah, I'm never dead
Hungry demon, yeah but I'm never fed
Yeah, them demons knock it, don't let em' in
Yeah, them demons knock it, don't let em' in
Shit that you ain't seen before
Need to hand me my letterman
Never the type to crash for a hoe
Never, am, and never did
Put you're trustin' me, lil' baby
Yeah, the love never come to end
I know you seen what I said lil baby
My last shit, it was kinda crazy
Bomb, pop, you hear the sound of that bang
Gotta stand on ten
Never been scared to switch my lane
Man, I don't give a fuck about what they say they say I hang wit a lame
Yeah, they say Chase that boy evolving but he never changing
I got that rockstar aesthetic shit
I hang wit shooters' that'll never miss
New jeans, they all vetament
Cut the world off, I'm better, man
He high in the clouds, he better dead
I needa meet my maker yeah
Stand on shit I'll make a bet
Ten bad hoes all running back
Ten bad hoes all running back
Ten bad hoes all running back
Ten bad hoes all running back
Ten bad hoes all running back