Run (feat. Tyga, 21 Savage & BIA)

Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Spend it 'cause I'm up, n-, and what? (And what)
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (stand us)

Whole lotta bands in my left hand
The p- got a drum, I'm the band man
Whole lotta drink in my right hand
Long live Slim 400, the hype man (the hype man)

She know I got paper, she wanna get a issue
Over a b-, never act sentimental
Drop-top coupe, this is not a rental
Pull up, F8 Ferrari, f- with they mental
Gentle as you open the door
Threw a hunnid in the club, put this sh- on Forbes
Beef in the streets come with these -
The p- so good, it be startin' wars

Oh, oh, oh man, oh damn
In G- I trust 'cause it don't jam
I'm tryna run the bag up, she wanna slow dance
I'm tryna toot it and boot it, she wanna romance

Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Spend it 'cause I'm up, n-, and what? (And what)
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (stand us)

Big digits, Chrome Heart, b- spend it
Get with it, if I rapped it, I lived it
Big digits, whole lotta pretty b-
No cap, not a snapback or a fitted (ah)

How they do, mo'-? It's the big homie
Different b- every night, I am never lonely
Said she had a OnlyFans, but she never told me
Said she a real -, now she gotta show me
Yeah, on demon, I don't play fair (no)
Get money in the safe, - in the air ('air)
Yeah, jumpin' off a - for me everywhere ('where)
I be livin' in the bank, you ain't ever there (never)

Clap, clap that a- like it's automatic ('Matic)
I'm obsessed with that a-, I'm an a- fanatic ('natic)
Put the - to his lip like an asthmatic
And we still flipped the - like an acrobatic (flip it)
Yeah, play time, now it's break time
Yeah, too busy but I make time
Yeah, 4Hunnid with them gang signs
If we talkin' millionaires, b-, I'm the front line (ah)

Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Spend it 'cause I'm up, n-, and what? (And what)
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Run them bands up, run them bands up
Thought we was fallin' off, you can't stand us (stand us)

Big digits, Chrome Heart, b-, spend it (uh)
Get with it, if I rapped it, I lived it (BIA, BIA)
Big digits, whole lotta pretty b- (uh)
No cap, not a snapback or a fitted

I run it up 'til I'm tired (yes)
Went back to sleep and woke up to a wire
N- inquire who been f- me prior
B-, I been hot, Richard Pryor, uh
It's gettin' hot in here
Ain't no talent, drop a tear 'cause I hope in Lears (skrrt)
I took the P.S. lounge 'cause they stop and stare
I know these white folks wonder how we got in here, uh
Took the club and the kitchen from the backdoor
It's the only time that I ever get backdoored (rrah)
N-, the f- you think I rap for?
N-, you could see it on my dashboard

Plain Jane Rollie cost a whole half a ticket (facts)
Worth eight figures, ain't no such thing as trickin' (21)
Should've been a farmer, I be chasin' after chicken (21)
Focused on the money, that sh- come along with b- (21)
No love for the opps, they get knocked out their britches
Jump inside the box, spin the block 'til I'm dizzy
Fat transfer, if you ain't right, I get your t- (fat)
F- me in the car, I'm in a rush, you know I'm busy (21)

Drove out, f- a superstar and made that b- part of my rollout
Rappin' all that tough sh- done got his a- h- out
You can't buy no ticket to my show 'cause they be sold out
Security wanna search us at the door when we got p- out (21)
Bad b- got her a- out
You ain't really, "Gang, gang," n-, you a mascot
Check my bank statements, you a pass out
You need people like me to point and call the bad guy