[Intro]
(Evil Giane)
(Surf Gang)
(I love this shit, Nino)
Prada joggers when I'm runnin' to the
Prada joggers when I'm runnin' to the money (Yrmm)
Prada joggers and I'm
Prada joggers and I'm runnin' to the
Prada joggers when I'm runnin' (Go)
[Chorus]
Prada joggers and I'm runnin' to the money (Trap)
Trap jumpin' like a bunny
My neck shinin' like it's sunny
I'm sippin' drank, now I feel like a mummy
Wrist cold, it made my nose runny
Fuck a bitch off a Perc', I don't need no honey
Mix the Tris' with the Tuss, it taste so yummy
These blueberry hundreds taste so yummy (K Preme)
She lying to me when she say that she love mе
Would you still be around if I ain't have no money?
Sip so much drank, I'm a gеt money junkie
She got a man, but she still gone fuck me
I been stabbed in the back, these niggas tried to cut me
Run with the sack, look like I'm playin rugby
Her pussy was whack, she text me, "Why you duck me?"
[Verse 1]
I'm facin' a blunt while the bitch suck me
Skinny nigga, but my pockets is chubby
I'm fresh as fuck, I might hit my Dougie
I don't fuck with you niggas, don't ask can you plug me
Ain't got enough, K Preme still hungry
That ain't my bitch if her wig crusty
On the plane with the pack and my backpack musty
She got a new BBL and it's busty
You not gang, you just a custie
Been workin' on my jumpshot, I'm not rusty
Make your bitch callin' my cup ducky
Condo in the sky [?]
[Chorus]
Prada joggers and I'm runnin' to the money (Trap)
Trap jumpin' like a bunny
My neck shinin' like it's sunny
I'm sippin' drank, now I feel like a mummy
Wrist cold, it made my nose runny
Fuck a bitch off a Perc', I don't need no honey
Mix the Tris' with the Tuss, it taste so yummy
These blueberry hundreds taste so yummy (K Preme)
She lying to me when she say that she love me
Would you still be around if I ain't have no money?
Sip so much drank, I'm a get money junkie
She got a man, but she still gone fuck me
I been stabbed in the back, these niggas tried to cut me
Run with the sack, look like I'm playin rugby
She lying to me when she say that she love me
[Verse 2]
New money came in, I'm a go shopping
Trap beatin' back to back, it ain't no flockin'
Gotta glo up for Yaya, it ain't no option (Baby Ya)
Diamonds hittin', they boxing
Takin' shrooms to get rid of my toxins
Take a trip out the country, so I don't feel boxed in
Them niggas down a hundred, ain't no more lock-in
[Chorus]
Prada joggers and I'm runnin' to the money (Trap)
Trap jumpin' like a bunny
My neck shinin' like it's sunny
I'm sippin' drank, now I feel like a mummy
Wrist cold, it made my nose runny
Fuck a bitch off a Perc', I don't need no honey
Mix the Tris' with the Tuss, it taste so yummy
These blueberry hundreds taste so yummy (K Preme)
She lying to me when she say that she love me
Would you still be around if I ain't have no money?
Sip so much drank, I'm a get money junkie
She got a man, but she still gone fuck me
I been stabbed in the back, these niggas tried to cut me
Run with the sack, look like I'm playin rugby
Her pussy was whack, she text me, "Why you duck me?"
