Run the Bag Lyrics – Pżyck Summit

Run the Bag Lyrics by Pżyck Summit

Asian masseuse stone my face like Medusa
I’m breaking their ankles like flips with a scooter
I’m putting on shades just to see towards my future
I’m hot like the summertime, cold like Vancouver

Yuh, stay with extendos, clips look like a ruler
You talk all that sh#t, you just type on computers
Girl giving me brain, like a teacher a tutor
I’m stuck in the game like a cancerous tumor

Designer on me drip water
The tree on me tip dollars
Pop me an E, trip harder
I don’t want your daughter

She a thot, a bother
Whipping in the kitchen, Betty Crocker
Whipping in the kitchen, Harry Potter
I do magic mama

Been the goat since a toddler
I get bands, like tali
I been out chillin, Tom Cruising
I am the bomb, can’t defuse it

Watch the way that my money does a backflip
Money stretch long, it doing acrobatics
Money add up, calculate mathematics
Stay with controllers, turn TVs to static

Been having vets in the game, Imma double and triple quadruple my funds
Hit the ground I’m running and running like running backs
Oh he just snapped on the track gotta run it back
Funny that they used to sleep on me, look at em now

Eyes wide open, they seeing the future, 100 racks
Stuffed in designer jeans
All my diamonds straight from the refineries
Yeah all of the fake ones they doubted me

I guess that I’ve cleaned out my energy
I ain’t in a jeep, this a Benz truck
To the top, it’s always been us
Stuffed cheese, ain’t no thin-crust

I feel like a pizza yo girl give me toppings
I’m flying umbrellas like Mary Poppins
I’m bombing the track gotta stop it
Chop it, beat it up, pop it

Heat it up, like a rocket
I’m taking off in a starship
You cannot get inside our whips
Yeah

You can’t get inside of our whips
I whip the coupe til the car flip
I been swimming through these hardships
Smoking blunts built like yardsticks

I stay with the gas like an Exxon
Checks on, checks on checks
I check the text, read the message
Steady flexing on my exes

Perplexing my neck with this necklace
Neck from yo chick, she give neck like she headless
Used called me overzealous
Now they call me on the setlist

Check this, I’m out, but I’ll be right back when this check hits
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Pżyck Summit Lyrics – Run the Bag

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Run the Bag