Jokes Up

Lyrics

[Intro: 10kKev] (Ooh, Sav killed it) Goddamn, Sav Look [Chorus: 10kKev] That ain't the real Runtz, boy, joke's up We put double cups in the air when we toast up Couldn't pay your note, now that bitch on a tow truck I'm tryna grab some phones in her name, she tryna get fucked (For what?) Who the hell got some drank? I'm tryna get involved Ordered too much from the plug, he can't send it all Nigga still ain't seen his first ten, shouldn't talk at all Talkin' to this jugg, he gettin' blocked soon as I end the call [Verse 1: 10kKev] He send over three thou' Gave my bitch twelve hundred for her nails and eyеbrows (Here) But they only cost onе-eighty She seen me scoop fifty, now I can't say no or maybe (Can't say no) Just played myself in online poker Used two fools, lost on purpose, and they sent it over They ain't hip to the BIN sites Guarantee I got more money than I be gettin' light (I guarantee it) Niggas worried 'bout the internet Ain't doin' TikToks, I'll pull up— (Corvette, Corvette) They thought the 'fit was punched, I paid 5K cash Got the drop on an opp, why he post that birthday bash? Dog, we really pullin' up Tight Amiris on my waist, I ain't gotta pull 'em up Your bitch got exposed suckin' dick, don't make me pull it up (Like, nigga, I will really— Bro, okay) Bro, that shit right here Walk into my crib, it's hella stairs and a chandilier I ain't livin' in no one-bed box He ain't know Apple only goin' through on Firefox (Bing) [Chorus: 10kKev] That ain't the real Runtz, boy, joke's up We put double cups in the air when we toast up Couldn't pay your note, now that bitch on a tow truck I'm tryna grab some phones in her name, she tryna get fucked (For what?) Who the hell got some drank? I'm tryna get involved Ordered too much from the plug, he can't send it all Nigga still ain't seen his first ten, shouldn't talk at all Talkin' to this jugg, he gettin' blocked soon as I end the call [Verse 2: Rio Da Yung OG] Hit his stupid ass with the hammer, pin him to the wall Me and Mike real brothers, he gon' pick me up if I fall Percocets, dog food, and soft, I sell it all I'm a cold-hearted killer, you wouldn't even kill a little dog Nigga tried to run off with a bag, cut his foot off .50 cal hit him up top, took his shit off You would think we was finna fight, made her take her shit off Sold dog a hit pint of Tris, took a six off it I been pourin' so muddy, I might as well sip raw This show money, not no dope money, I don't deal with dog I heard he told on his brother, I can't deal with dog The bottle had my uncle name on it, had to peel it off Bought this Dior shit cash, I don't deal with fraud But my nigga Kev just showed me how to do instant withdrawals I got so much shit on me, I need different drawers Just bought an eight from this old man that had menopause I ain't got no gun on me right now, but you can feel these paws Knocked his bitch ass out, he got his whole clique involved You would think the gun know art how the pistols draw Dropped a quarter million off, I gotta sit behind prison walls [Chorus: 10kKev] That ain't the real Runtz, boy, joke's up We put double cups in the air when we toast up Couldn't pay your note, now that bitch on a tow truck I'm tryna grab some phones in her name, she tryna get fucked (For what?) Who the hell got some drank? I'm tryna get involved Ordered too much from the plug, he can't send it all Nigga still ain't seen his first ten, shouldn't talk at all Talkin' to this jugg, he gettin' blocked soon as I end the call