Artist: A$AP Mob f/ A$AP Ant, Lil Uzi Vert
Album:  Cozy Tapes, Vol. 1: Friends
Song:   Runner
Typed by: Cedmaster3K
 
{"That, that, that, that, th-that be Maaly Raw!"}
 
[Chorus: Lil Uzi Vert]
Yeah, um, I just be stackin' my money, I just be countin' my money (goddamn)
Yeah, walkin' around with these 100s, somebody show my opponents
Yeah, I fucked your bitch on a Monday, I put that dick in her stomach
Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner, I turned that bitch to a runner
Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner, I turned that bitch to a runner
Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner, I turned that bitch to a runner
Yeah, I turned that bitch to a runner, I turned that bitch to a runner
Yeah, most of you niggas be funny, only talk to me 'bout money
 
[Lil Uzi Vert]
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, little runny
Ayy, nowadays I'm takin' Xannies, that shit turned me to a junkie
Yeah, I fucked your bitch, she sucked my dick and that hoe got a donkey
Ayy, if you fight and you beat me, pussy nigga better off me
Yeah, choppers, they come with the stick, put your ass right in the coffin
Yeah, better yet come with your clip, hit your stomach now you nauseous
Fuckin' your bitch, 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' nigga keep coughin'
Yeah I'm takin' these Xans, I can't see
better steal Cartier right when I'm stoppin'
 
[Chorus]
 
[A$AP Ant] + (Lil Uzi Vert)
Turned that bitch straight to a runner, turned that bitch straight to a runner
Takin' a flight to London, takin' a flight to London
Turned that bitch straight to a runner, turned that bitch 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 bitch 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, ACNE 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 shit and I whip in that shit and I stay in the trap
 
[Chorus]