RUN Yumi
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[Intro]
I think I might wanna make a stain
Ride on my bike flyin' high like a paper plane
Kites in my mind
[Verse 1]
LSD is trippin' on my eyes from behind
I can see straight into my mind, it's alright though
Don't be scared I'm walkin' with my eyes closed
If you wanna tote that pole, better balance on that tightrope
Guys, there's a fine line that exists between your eyes
When I'm staring at your face, bullseye
We are not afraid to fuck around until we make you bleed
Prayin' for forgiveness wipe your bloodstains off of both my sleeves
Walkin' with a metal hearin' my clothes shuffle in the dark
On my futuristic shit, I walk around like Tony Stark
Net worth on a billion I'm really killin' them
DeathStroke in a minute man ain't really feelin' him
Death Note on my back a fuckin' rapscallion
Lead rope round my neck, it's tied up to the ceiling fan
[Chorus]
Run with the lane switch, mothafuckas' hate this
When I pull up chopsticks 'til ya' motherfuckin' brain split
Like "Ugh I'm obnoxious," .30 on me poppin'
If you wanna learn well mothafucka' get to watchin'
If you wanna die today I'll blast you with the 808's
Run with the choppa and the beam until they fade away
Run with the choppa and the beam until they fade away
Run with the choppa and the beam until they fade away
I think I might wanna make a stain
Ride on my bike flyin' high like a paper plane
Kites in my mind
[Verse 1]
LSD is trippin' on my eyes from behind
I can see straight into my mind, it's alright though
Don't be scared I'm walkin' with my eyes closed
If you wanna tote that pole, better balance on that tightrope
Guys, there's a fine line that exists between your eyes
When I'm staring at your face, bullseye
We are not afraid to fuck around until we make you bleed
Prayin' for forgiveness wipe your bloodstains off of both my sleeves
Walkin' with a metal hearin' my clothes shuffle in the dark
On my futuristic shit, I walk around like Tony Stark
Net worth on a billion I'm really killin' them
DeathStroke in a minute man ain't really feelin' him
Death Note on my back a fuckin' rapscallion
Lead rope round my neck, it's tied up to the ceiling fan
[Chorus]
Run with the lane switch, mothafuckas' hate this
When I pull up chopsticks 'til ya' motherfuckin' brain split
Like "Ugh I'm obnoxious," .30 on me poppin'
If you wanna learn well mothafucka' get to watchin'
If you wanna die today I'll blast you with the 808's
Run with the choppa and the beam until they fade away
Run with the choppa and the beam until they fade away
Run with the choppa and the beam until they fade away
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