Yeah, I'm too high, I ain't gon' come down
Got these niggas biting my sound, I don't care 100k my account
I ain't talking if there's no amount
Regular at Rick, yeah I get discounts
F*cking that guap yeah I won't pull out
Got so much bands yeah I can't run out
Got Balenci' all on on my pants, and my shirt yeah it costs your house
Put Rick Owens all on my mans, f*ck around buy a Rick Owen couch
And that drank yeah I can't live without
Rocking shit I can't even pronounce"Die four Me" soon, yeah I just announced
Huh yeah, what's the amount?
F*cking that bitch like a dog, I'm a hound
Me and Romani go way up, we already know you filling with doubt
I took the top off the whip just to show ya'll that we really count
I got this white hoe, she doing that molly yeah she getting too loud
I show what I'm 'bout
Big fat racks get stuffed in the pouch
Air out that bitch, that whole block hot
You get tied up just like a knot
I can't lie, for you I'd die
Thick bitch all on my mind huh
This bitch not on my side
I was thinking 'bout taking my life huh
Walked in with my fire, bitch
I ain't never been this high
I ain't never been this fried huh, you ain't never been this fly
MBO my gang, my mob
She ain't never tell me why
F*ck my feelings I'ma hide it huh
My bitch stand beside me huh
Put that lil bitch on a island
I don't f*ck with that shit, it get violent
I won't talk to that bitch, I go silent
I did everything for you, you crying
I did Trump but I feel Joe Biden huh
Bad bitch on me, got a body yeah
Mad hoes stand beside me huh
Me and armanii the flyest
Yeah, I'm too high, I ain't gon' come down
Got these niggas biting my sound, I don't care 100k my account
I ain't talking if there's no amount
Regular at Rick, yeah I get discounts
F*cking that guap yeah I won't pull out
Got so much bands yeah I can't run out
Armanii - run out (feat. ParkerRomani) Lyrics
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Yeah, I'm too high, I ain't gon' come down
Got these niggas biting my sound, I don't care 100k my account
I ain't talking if there's no amount
Regular at Rick, yeah I get discounts
F*cking that guap yeah I won't pull out
Got so much bands yeah I can't run out
Got Balenci' all on on my pants, and my shirt yeah it costs your house
Put Rick Owens all on my mans, f*ck around buy a Rick Owen couch
And that drank yeah I can't live without
Rocking shit I can't even pronounce"Die four Me" soon, yeah I just announced
Huh yeah, what's the amount?
F*cking that bitch like a dog, I'm a hound
Me and Romani go way up, we already know you filling with doubt
I took the top off the whip just to show ya'll that we really count
I got this white hoe, she doing that molly yeah she getting too loud
I show what I'm 'bout
Big fat racks get stuffed in the pouch
Air out that bitch, that whole block hot
You get tied up just like a knot
I can't lie, for you I'd die
Thick bitch all on my mind huh
This bitch not on my side
I was thinking 'bout taking my life huh
Walked in with my fire, bitch
I ain't never been this high
I ain't never been this fried huh, you ain't never been this fly
MBO my gang, my mob
She ain't never tell me why
F*ck my feelings I'ma hide it huh
My bitch stand beside me huh
Put that lil bitch on a island
I don't f*ck with that shit, it get violent
I won't talk to that bitch, I go silent
I did everything for you, you crying
I did Trump but I feel Joe Biden huh
Bad bitch on me, got a body yeah
Mad hoes stand beside me huh
Me and armanii the flyest
Yeah, I'm too high, I ain't gon' come down
Got these niggas biting my sound, I don't care 100k my account
I ain't talking if there's no amount
Regular at Rick, yeah I get discounts
F*cking that guap yeah I won't pull out
Got so much bands yeah I can't run out
Got these niggas biting my sound, I don't care 100k my account
I ain't talking if there's no amount
Regular at Rick, yeah I get discounts
F*cking that guap yeah I won't pull out
Got so much bands yeah I can't run out
Got Balenci' all on on my pants, and my shirt yeah it costs your house
Put Rick Owens all on my mans, f*ck around buy a Rick Owen couch
And that drank yeah I can't live without
Rocking shit I can't even pronounce"Die four Me" soon, yeah I just announced
Huh yeah, what's the amount?
F*cking that bitch like a dog, I'm a hound
Me and Romani go way up, we already know you filling with doubt
I took the top off the whip just to show ya'll that we really count
I got this white hoe, she doing that molly yeah she getting too loud
I show what I'm 'bout
Big fat racks get stuffed in the pouch
Air out that bitch, that whole block hot
You get tied up just like a knot
I can't lie, for you I'd die
Thick bitch all on my mind huh
This bitch not on my side
I was thinking 'bout taking my life huh
Walked in with my fire, bitch
I ain't never been this high
I ain't never been this fried huh, you ain't never been this fly
MBO my gang, my mob
She ain't never tell me why
F*ck my feelings I'ma hide it huh
My bitch stand beside me huh
Put that lil bitch on a island
I don't f*ck with that shit, it get violent
I won't talk to that bitch, I go silent
I did everything for you, you crying
I did Trump but I feel Joe Biden huh
Bad bitch on me, got a body yeah
Mad hoes stand beside me huh
Me and armanii the flyest
Yeah, I'm too high, I ain't gon' come down
Got these niggas biting my sound, I don't care 100k my account
I ain't talking if there's no amount
Regular at Rick, yeah I get discounts
F*cking that guap yeah I won't pull out
Got so much bands yeah I can't run out
Writer: Caleb Bennett, Parker Romani
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