RUNWAY!

Lyrics

[Intro] We got AR, sticks and blicks, and we got drums Uh, I heard he carry choppas, bitch, we got drums It's a blick Fuck, this a crazy blunt, hahaha (Mathias) We got AR, sticks, blicks, and we got drums [Chorus] Uh, I'm with your bitch, she in love with the Feng Shui She in my DMs, I might read 'em one day Yes, I got models with me off the runway High as a bitch, how you turn on a one way? Pour that shit right in my cup, it's a mud day Drunk and I'm drivin', I'm swervin' the wrong way Shout out Lil' Tilly, fuck with him the long way Hop in the 'Vette and go up, Antekounmpo (Run that shit up) [Post-Chorus] Yes, I got diamonds and rubies in CUDOS Smoke me a blunt and go straight up to Pluto (Run that shit up) Got ALYX on my body, this Marni on me In the A for the week, I ain't got shit to do, though Niggas be savin' these hoes on the regular I hit her once and I tell that bitch, "Kudos" I'ma give you that look when it's time to be go-mode (Go) Am I gon' call you back? Shrug my shoulders like, "Who knows?" (Go) [Verse 1] Get on your knees and go ahead and replenish I can call on my shooter, that young nigga tempted (Yeah) And my money go up, it go up, it go uppity (Yeah) I'm a young rich nigga, stay the fuck out of my bidness (Yeah) Is you gon' give me top? Bitch, I'm straight to the business I'ma fuck and I dip, that's the end of the sentence (Yeah) Watch my money get buff like LA Fitness (Yeah) Promise you can get touched, is you motherfuckin' kiddin'? [Refrain] We got AR sticks, blicks ridin', bitch, we got drums (We got drums) And AR stick, and we got choppas, bitch, and we got drums (We got drums) And AR sticks, and we got plaques, lil' bitch, we got drums (We got—, we got—, we got drums) Better bring out your army 'cause I got options, bitch, and we got drums (Yeah) [Verse 2] Ayy, tryna fuck on that bitch, and she run up (Run) I just hit and I smash and I run off (No) I just treat your lil' bitch like a one off Call me Lil' Donny, run off or you gettin' ran over (Vroom) Bust a left and a right in a Range Rover Now she don't got no heart 'cause I ran it over Bitch, you know how I be, I ain't goin' sober So I treat that lil' bitch like she one of those [Chorus] Uh, I'm with your bitch, she in love with the Feng Shui She in my DMs, I might read it one day Yes, I got models with me off the runway High as a bitch, how you turn on the one way? (Uh) Pour that shit right in my cup, it's a mud day Drunk and I'm drivin', I'm swervin' the wrong way Shout out Lil' Tilly, fuck with him the long way (Mathias) Hop in the 'Vette and go up, Antekounmpo (Run that shit up) [Post-Chorus] Yes, I got diamonds and rubies in CUDOS (Up) Smoke me a blunt and go straight up to Pluto (Up) Bitches in Marni, they stay on my body I flew to Atlanta, I ain't got shit to do, though Niggas be savin' these hoes on the regular (Ooh) I hit her once and I tell that bitch, "Kudos" (Ooh) I'ma give you that look when it's time to be go-mode (Ooh) Am I gon' call you back? Shrug my shoulders like, "Who knows?" (Ooh) [Outro] Ooh, ooh