AP Lyrics – Runway James

AP Lyrics by Runway James

Hook [X2
Yeah I count my money I get my paper
Pinpoint on a target with a laser
I got all the sauce like I’m the maker

I don’t copy flows I create sh#t
Idk why these n#gg#s shady
My chocolate lil b#tch she drive me crazy
I pulled up and they froze like I’m AP

These n#gg#s hoes they can’t tame me
I whip it take control now I’m shifting
Yo #ss gone get exposed if we mixing
My brother was the goat in the kitchen

Please come get your hoe, mind your business
I keep this sh#t 100, keep it pimpin
Gotta get the bag that’s the mission
Stay away from ops they be snitching

She bounce it up and down now she stripping
Hook[X2
Yeah I count my money I get my paper
Pinpoint on a target with a laser

I got all the sauce like I’m the maker
I don’t copy flows I create sh#t
Idk why these n#gg#s shady
My chocolate lil b#tch she drive me crazy

I pulled up and they froze like I’m AP
These n#gg#s hoes they can’t tame me
Guns and cabbage/
Let’s go make it happen

I got uh money habits silly rabbit
We ball like uh maverick I can let you have it
I got all the magic jacket pistol packing
You don’t want static call your ppls

You can call your mommy you can call your papi
Gotta me loaded
These hoes be so bogus
AP from the Ocean

Get em roasted leaning off of motion
I can’t feel my organs
Get your portions I wanna make a fortune
Some of my bro’s is orphans fly like Jordan

Tell em f#ck the warden
Flew across the border
Hook
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Runway James Lyrics – AP

Runway James

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