Germ - Runnin Thru Plastic Lyrics

Lyrics Runnin Thru Plastic - Germ



(One more time)
(Don't even know what the fuck goin' on)
(Runnin' through these bags, nigga)
(Look at these bags, nigga)
Runnin' through these bags
I just can't help it, I'm feelin' myself
Pocket rocket on me, keep it by my 50 belt
Balenciaga, what she rockin'
Hold that Prada, make her melt
Paved my own road to be rich
Get right, don't get left
I used to fade, raid, raid with my niggas by that fountain
Watch me count it up, count it up
Lil' bitch might move my mountain
These them things we do
Them Glocks and sticks might change the mood
Diamonds hit like (fah, fah) huh
Bitch, I really do this
Bitch, I did it, y'all done seen it
Who'd have thought 'bout all these women
I could've really used your presence, though
Bitch, I been that motherfucker
Clutchin' on that motherfucker
Ready to blow this motherfucker
I wish I would've listened, though
I been on this grind, I'm wastin' days
Like I got time to waste
Chanel rag 'round my head
At least I'm drippin' on my dying day
I been bagged off Perkies, couple bars
Seen a couple stars
Keep them fuck niggas from around my way
'Cause I'm already scarred
Brand new Rollie, I think my wrist a nympho
Bitch I'm way too cold like choppas
That y'all niggas claim to blow
I pulled up fresher than a pack of rubbers, fasho
All these emotions, roll the blunt
Call up yo' bitch phone
Runnin' through these bags
I just can't help it, I'm feelin' myself
Pocket rocket on me, keep it by my 50 belt
Balenciaga, what she rockin'
Hold that Prada, make her melt
Paved my own road to be rich
Get right, don't get left
I used to fade, raid, raid with my niggas by that fountain
Watch me count it up, count it up
Lil' bitch might move my mountain
These them things we do
Them Glocks and sticks might change the mood
Diamonds hit like (fah, fah) huh



Writer(s): Jerry Antoine


Germ - The Hijinx Tape
Album The Hijinx Tape
date of release
31-07-2020




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