Lucas Martínez - Running! Lyrics

Dj Flipp, Make the money flip!
I'm running
I just flipped a bag, got a hundred
She told me that I'm popping & She told me that She love it
I'm running
Shorty off a perc, made her plummet
She blowing like a trumpet, giving top like a muffin
You a puppet
Tryna take my style 'cause you love it
I can never stress about a check, I'm gon' run it
Aye, run it
Shorty put her hands upon my stomach
She gon' let it drop, let it pop, oh my god, uh
Aye, my shooters, they gon' slide, they gon' shoot sum'
This 40 on my lap, make yo' feet run
I'm yo' girl's favorite rapper & she dating one
I can't stress I'm the goat & you not one
& She asking for a picture, told yo' girl I don't do those
Aye, I've been moving clean, making moves hoe
40 Glock, make you drop, let this clip go
& this beam make you bleed, get yo' top blown
Aye, lying to my face, not an option, 'cause you know I'm poppin'
I've been in it for a while, I'm the one they jockin'
B-B-Big, big, stacks, double back, I'm gon' run it back
Falling flat if I see you coming for my bag
40 Glock on my lap, it gon' blow you back
He ain't 'bout it for a fact, I can never lack
You ain't gang, if you buck, we gon' really let it bang
Baby, get out my face, you just want me for the fame
Say you changed, but you ain't, you know that you still the same
I can't switch on the gang, I'll really die, I won't change, uh
Laughing to the bank, got me rollin' in it
Told her that she not for me, now she throwing a fit
Told 'em look inside my bag, got 'em throwing a fit
& He claiming He "The Goat", got me rolling, I'm lit
I'm running
I just flipped a bag, got a hundred
Sh-She told me that I'm popping & She told me that She love it
I'm running
Shorty off a perc, made her plummet
She blowing like a trumpet, giving top like a muffin
You a puppet
Tryna take my style 'cause you love it
I can never stress about a check, I'm gon' run it
Aye, run it
Shorty put her hands upon my stomach
She gon' let it drop, let it pop, oh my god, uh