Runtz

Lyrics

[Intro] Uh, uh Yeah (Cutta, we rich) Grrt (Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah) (Murda on the beat, so it's not nice) [Chorus] Fifty round drum on the end of my gun Told that lil' bitch I'm up next, I'm the one She shaking that ass and I'm throwing some ones My bitch is too fire, she hot like the sun When you see the gang, bitch, you better run (Ayy) Niggas too broke, out here looking like bums (Ayy) I call up LB, now I'm smoking on Runtz (Ayy) I call up LB, now I'm smoking on Runtz [Verse 1] Fly like a bird (Well, damn) Sippin' on mud and I came out the dirt (Huh? Huh?) I'ma fuck on your bitch 'till it hurt Double cups, double cups, sippin' on syrup (Yeah) Dive in that pussy, I'm makin' her squirt (Woo) Riding 'round town and I'm servin' that work You can get murked, put on a shirt Whip out blue hundreds, your bitch tryna twerk Jump out a bush with that K, go to work [Bridge] Give me [?][0:47] my homie doesn't have that money, I'm gonna owe you ten dollars Nah, bro, no Alright, I'm gonna owe you ten dollars No, nigga, no Okay, bro, come on, bro, last day, my G No, nigga, watch out Ha-ha (Bitch) [Verse 2] Niggas too pussy, not gangster enough She love when we fuck, how I be getting rough Came with a hundred if you feeling tough Walk down gang, like Pac, hit 'em up Pull up on the one-way, I'm leavin' 'em fucked Swing through the hood, tell my killers "What's up?" I just poured a deuce of Wockhardt in my cup (I just poured a deuce of Wockhardt in my cup) Sippin' your rent Double-back, double-back gang when I spin Jump in my coupe, drop the top on my Benz I call 'em brothers, I don't got no friends I paid two thousand all blues for these pants Bluetooth pulled up with a whole lot of bands We got them racks, ain't no advance You couldn't kill me if you had a chance Jump off a plane and get racks when I land [Chorus] Fifty round drum on the end of my gun Told that lil' bitch I'm up next, I'm the one She shaking that ass and I'm throwing some ones My bitch is too fire, she hot like the sun When you see the gang, bitch, you better run Niggas too broke, out here looking like bums I call up LB, now I'm smoking on Runtz I call up LB, now I'm— (Fly like a bird) [Outro] Ayy