[Chorus]
Turned her to a runner, way to end the night
Met her through the summer, it was feeling right
Just another number but it’s feeling right
Just another number
Caught me in my bag yea I was tripping again
I cannot fuck with the shorty I just fuck then I dip
Popping bottles in a lobby with a couple of tens
In a party with the stars I made a couple of bands
Run with it, yuh, now I’m winning
Going far, hold up wait a motherfucking minute

[Verse 1]
Witnessing a poet drawing a perfect picture
He a sinner, pour up another cup of liquor
Lit a swisha, almost fell to the drug addiction
Running with a hundred bitches, money to the fucking ceiling

[Verse 2]
Fill it up
Im getting smacked boy I’m tryna livе it up
Like where’s thе pack? Start to light them bitches up
Like where’s the pack? Boy I’m tryna light them bitches up, let’s go

[Verse 3]
I just done got me the rhythm I’m getting a bag and I turn it millions
You know I’m really Brazilian
Where you can die in a minute
Fuck it I run up the money I got me a bag and now I just be living
You wanna fuck with a demon but you at the bottom, you gotta be kidding
I rhyme but never mind my vision
My nine is right around my kitchen
I honestly couldn’t confine I been vibin wit all of my bitches
I really was just a kid wit big dreams but I now I be living
The life I wanted all in my dreams I’m feeling gifted
I get up
A swisha
Light the fire and get lit up
I was down and they switch up
I cannot get much realer
I’m surrounded by dealers we run up thousands in minutes
Fucked a bitch now she in love, what a way to end the night
[Chorus]
Turned her to a runner, way to end the night
Met her through the summer, it was feeling right
Just another number but it’s feeling right
Just another number
Caught me in my bag yea I was tripping again
I cannot fuck with the shorty I just fuck then I dip
Popping bottles in a lobby with a couple of tens
In a party with the stars I made a couple of bands
Run with it, yuh, now I’m winning
Going far, hold up wait a motherfucking minute
Sip Bicardj, we always be getting litty
Going all in this ain’t a motherfucking gimmick, Reece