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Please don't call my phone again
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
Please don't call my phone again
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
I been like fuck I'm faded
I ain't never been the bitch u should play wit
Bad bitches got me all on they playlist
Put the pussy on his head now he famous
I was really in them trenches I'm different
Pink runtz send me right through the ceiling
Trapped wit who was robbin and stealin
You a goofy and I don't want no dealings
Turn up on them bitches who was doubting
Hoe you under me
Niggas like my vibe they wanna slide
They wanna be under me
Hold on he want company
Hold on I'm where the money be
Hold on might need a bun to speak
Foreal
Fuck my ex's they some hoes
Them lil bitches they could never come close
Niggas wanna see you fucked & broke
Bitches sayin they gone check me they won't
Swervin when I drive the boat
Dark liquor got me doin the
Dark nigga get me right out them clothes
Midnight but I still see his golds
Please don't call my phone again
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
Please don't call my phone again
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
Please don't call my phone again
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
I been like fuck I'm faded
I ain't never been the bitch u should play wit
Bad bitches got me all on they playlist
Put the pussy on his head now he famous
I was really in them trenches I'm different
Pink runtz send me right through the ceiling
Trapped wit who was robbin and stealin
You a goofy and I don't want no dealings
Turn up on them bitches who was doubting
Hoe you under me
Niggas like my vibe they wanna slide
They wanna be under me
Hold on he want company
Hold on I'm where the money be
Hold on might need a bun to speak
Foreal
Fuck my ex's they some hoes
Them lil bitches they could never come close
Niggas wanna see you fucked & broke
Bitches sayin they gone check me they won't
Swervin when I drive the boat
Dark liquor got me doin the
Dark nigga get me right out them clothes
Midnight but I still see his golds
Please don't call my phone again
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
Please don't call my phone again
Leave me alone
Runtz all in my lungs again
I'm in my zone
Back up on the road again
My money long
Tryna rock a show again
I'm in my zone
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Writer(s): Mckayla Ingram
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