Andre De Grasse Lyrics – Genie Midas
Singer: Genie Midas
Title: Andre De Grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
My second first name andre, so i can relate, aight
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
You can call me shell, i smoke so much gas
Put myself on the shelf like that crystal glass
All i do is shoot, all u do is pass
V.i.p. in the club, no, u shall not pass
Shoutout 2 lendz, got the meilleur tiasse
Yeah, i’m stayin’ cool, grabbin’ on her #ss
Crib big like a school, i got so much class
Hop up on the track, & i’m sprintin’
My b#tch so bad, think i’m sinnin’
Got dem n#gg#s mad, ’cause i’m winnin’
First place in that b#tch, yeah, i’m winnin’
Hop up on the track, & i’m sprintin’
My b#tch so bad, think i’m sinnin’
Got dem n#gg#s mad, ’cause i’m winnin’
First place in that b#tch, yeah, i’m winnin’
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
It ain’t trickin’ if u got it
Yeah, i got that bag, b#tch, i got it
I feel like i’m mike, but don’t need scottie
I feel like the don, i feel like gotti
Joe pesci in my home like macaulay
14 shots to the dome, drop the body
Cool like ll, maserati
Then i light the j, abu dhabi
b#tch, i’m takin’ flights, b#tch, i’m takin’ flights
b#tch, i love the heights, b#tch, i love the heights
Got my f#ckin knights, every f#ckin nights
Two wrongs make a rights, two wrongs make a rights
Hop up on the track, & i’m sprintin’
My b#tch so bad, think i’m sinnin’
Got dem n#gg#s mad, ’cause i’m winnin’
First place in that b#tch, yeah, i’m winnin’
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
b#tch, i’m runnin’ sh#t like andre de grasse
Canada, canada, canada
Only gold medals, man
Silver is the first loser
The first loser, yeah
This rap sh#t like the olympics, for real
Work on your craft
Fais le taf
Train 5 years 4 9 seconds, my n#gg#
Legendary shit
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