Gwalla - Run Around lyrics

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Gwalla - Run Around lyrics

[Intro: ClicKlak] I made that b**h run around the bity, yeah, yeah, yeah [Hook: ClicKlak] Don't get caught up in the skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around Don't get caught up in them skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around [Verse 1: Caskey] God damn, I always keep the piece when I run around I'm smoking on Chief Keef, got a hunnid pounds I switch up the landscape I hop out the ride and me and my bruh do the handshake And you better chill for your man's sake We did the feature and I took the fanbase Hop out the Benzo I got the Forgiatos on the rim, not Lorenzo And you got a okay lil b**h in the ride But I see the potential She plan on bringing the money back to me And she ain't gon' get no complaints I just hopped inside the p**y And that sh** was wet like the paint Whoa, and I'm the type of sh** you ain't The ride is bulletproof, a tank I was known for serving dank You were known for overdrafts at the bank I been outside in the places that you never visit I ain't got no dough for them b**hes You in the eye of the storm and don't know the conditions When you on the road to riches [Hook: ClicKlak] Don't get caught up in the skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around Don't get caught up in them skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around [Verse 2: ClicKlak] Monkey see, monkey do, huh? Where my nina at? I ain't talking 'bout my mama's mama Were my nina at? Nina clip for that monkey n***a Acting like he run my habitat Got my own weed, you can't front me, n***a Smoking like I might got cataracts My turn on the song, I'm livin' "Pimpin', won't you pa** them the ganja?" I go for gold and you can get the bronze I want Beyoncé, but you get Solange I got the head like I work at salon All my b**hes getting freaky Strong pimpin', b**hes paying me weekly Wonder how, motherf** that new Lamborghini I might just have to free my genie Got a pimp walk [?] I get the cheese like my name ziti Fill her up with [?], she acting greedy Now the b**h never wanna leave me Now the b**h always wanna see me I can't blame her, I wanna her to see me too f** a milli, I wanna see me two [Hook: ClicKlak] Don't get caught up in the skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around Don't get caught up in them skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around [Verse 3: Gwalla] The places I be, you don't come around Like dirty police, you get gunned down Got a hunnid round, hear that metal sound When them bullet shells follow, hit the ground So please do not push me, I'm back in the city Got R&B packs of that Bobby and Whitney I'm tipsy off whiskey, my diamonds look [?] I smoke like a hippy on strains of the sticky Vicky left hickies She ride me like a bike, she no complaints You're mad she f**ed with me, then step in the paint I pull up like demons, you act like a saint Bullets fly, they don't got no restraints Chopper singing, you might think that it's Drake PARTNEXTDOOR, your b**h coming home late We don't go on dinner dates I just put it in her face Diamonds on, regulation Talk show n***as fake Lying 'bout what they make Gra** cut, f** the stakes Then I leave, where my rate? Get go for the pay Then I pull off in a Wraith [Hook: ClicKlak] Don't get caught up in the skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around Don't get caught up in them skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around [Verse 4: Madz] Through the customs [?] they be like "Who's he?" We don't know [?] my bros [?] fix up, fix up Them ways that the kid could go [?] that you're throwin' And I sense you ain't no sensei When I cut the cord, it starts to [?] Like, "Haven't you been heard before?" The bad boy from the UK made it There's so many sides to this guy I swear blind that Madz has got an alias Price went up, now they off some favors What's your flavor, boy? When I drove for dro, I'll seek and then destroy you Want peace? [?] they'll peep on chums Call me the [?] as they did when [?] Well thug, I need more blessings, more reverends Less pressure, more force [?] Katy Perry, Brittany Spears, I seen it Made them disappear like your career, I mean that Looking nervous and I feel that Feel your ego, boy, you [?] Mind your mouth [?] My Jesus been a body darker than some kneecaps [Hook: ClicKlak] Don't get caught up in the skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around Don't get caught up in them skreets that I run around If I'm up, that chopper make him run around Put her on the track and made her run around I just gave that silly bih the run around