Runner (Explicit) - A$AP Mob/A$AP Ant/Lil Uzi Vert

Written by：A$AP Ant/Lil Uzi Vert

That that that that that be Maaly Raw

I just me stackin' my money

I just be countin' my money goddamn

Yeah walkin' around with these hundreds

Somebody show my opponents

Yeah I f**ked your b**ch on a Monday

I put that dick in her stomach

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah most of you niggas be funny

Only talk to me 'bout money

Yeah smile with my grin now it's sunny

Smile with my grin now it's sunny

Ayy nowadays I'm gettin' money

Eatin' my eggs with a runny

Ayy nowadays I'm takin' xannys

That sh*t turned me to a junkie

Yeah I f**ked your b**ch

She sucked my dick and that ho got a donkey

Ayy if you fight me and beat me

P**sy ni**a better off me

Yeah choppers they come with the stick

Put your a** right in the coffin

Yeah better yet come with your clip

Hit your stomach now you nauseous

F**kin' your b**ch I'm a boss

Usin' my defense go straight through an offense

Diamonds so heavy on 10

'Cause I swear to God I don't do the talkin'

Raf Simons heavy on feet

'Cause I swear to God I don't do the walkin'

Smokin' this gas I can't breathe

That's the reason a lil' ni**a keep coughin'

Yeah I'm takin' these Xans I can't see

Better steal Cartier right when I'm stoppin'

I just me stackin' my money

I just be countin' my money goddamn

Yeah walkin' around with these hundreds

Somebody show my opponents

Yeah I f**ked your b**ch on a Monday

I put that dick in her stomach

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah most of you niggas be funny

Only talk to me 'bout money

Turned that b**ch straight to a runner

Turned that b**ch straight to a runner

Takin' a flight to London

Takin' a flight to London

Turned that b**ch straight to a runner

Turned that b**ch straight to a runner

Takin' a flight to London

Takin' a flight to London

Dump at you more than Count Dracula

Callin' my style spectacular

Suckin' me off like Dracula

These nuts are like abracadabra

Walk in the spot and I set that b**ch off

Coppin' that Ricky no kid with the cross

I hear you niggas you takin' the sauce

Cash money on me my diamonds go bling

Been rockin' designer

I've been rockin' designer

Damn and a jean jacket

Yeah with the Rick Owens to match I'm fly

Yeah um pull out that MAC

Um if you gon' pull on my racks

Whippin' that sh*t and I whip in that sh*t

And I stay in the trap

I just me stackin' my money

I just be countin' my money goddamn

Yeah walkin' around with these hundreds

Somebody show my opponents

Yeah I f**ked your b**ch on a Monday

I put that dick in her stomach

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah I turned that b**ch to a runner

I turned that b**ch to a runner

Yeah most of you niggas be funny

Only talk to me 'bout money