IHasFins - RUNNINGMAN

{Intro}
(Phew, IHasFins)
(King Sweatsh)
(Okay, okay)
(Huh)
(Okay, okay, okay, okay)
(Nah)
(Okay)

{Hook}
Big bad bands holding hands, that’s a lot, yo
I was never broke, ice just melted ‘cause we hot, yo
Call me J. Cole, open books and I jot, yo
Like that other song, open notes, and I— and I— and I—

{Chorus}
Jot (jot!)
Screw a stick, I got nightlights with the dots (dot!)
They ain’t playing, don’t get taken out your spot (spot!)
Ain’t no bluffing, trying to switch him for a bot (huh? okay, uh, uh, ayy)

{Verse}
Don’t push it
Benihana with only real ones ‘cause we too ‘git (ayy!)
Really just trying to get rich, crunching the numbers and doing the math, ayy
You’re sitting in the humble abode, we got on the road to stay on the path, ayy
Hitting up all of my folks to drop all the hate and get on thе track, ayy
Hate me (yuhhh), I don’t really carе, you already know I’m getting a rack, ayy
Talk like the up is unfair, you think I’m a plant, I don’t give a crap, ayy
Them people think that I drop from the top ‘cause I ride in one now
Rapping just got me a way out the muck
Had a new tagger, she female, said “send me an email”
Ain’t got it because she just suck
Some people just sprint out of luck
I could never run from a buck
Hunnid bands, hunnid bands, hunnid bands
Living in America so please don’t get to running, man