Runt in It

Woke up this morning and i thank the lord then i roll me a blunt with some runt in it
She wanna smash on a young nigga fuck around buss it like i had a gun in it
Feelin so foreign this cartier on me yeah you can look at it no touchin it
You was just all on my dick all in private but know you dont know me in public

Bitches pretendin and niggas been gossipin can you just see what the option is,
She want a nigga to nut on her face got her watchin like she got an oculus
My nigga mani got pounds of the soft aint no whippin bitch we milly rockin it

Told her strip watch her takin it off now she get on top now she ridin it
Now she hittin my line all the time
See that bitch and im pressin decline
Bitch i been in the studio aint no more lovin lil bitch better press and rewind
Said that lovin is so hard to find
Which is why i count up in spare time
All these bitches be playin but baby you stupid and baby you so fuckin blind
Know they waitin for kemie to blow
All these niggas been talkin i know

And these bitches been stalkin and now they been callin me up on the motherfuckin low
Dont you worry i aint gon say mo
But you know a young nigga get dough
Give a fuck bout these bitches and niggas been talkin baby
Ima chase all this dough you know?

Woke up this morning and i thank the lord then i roll me a blunt with some runt in it
She wanna smash on a young nigga fuck around buss it like i had a gun in it
Feelin so foreign this cartier on me yeah you can look at it no touchin it
You was just all on my dick all in private but know you dont know me in public

Chop it up Drop it down low
Baby girl ass gon hit that floor
Ima spend tires hit that road

Play with my profit tag yo toe
Like she a eighthy bag yo hoe
Drop fire work she said let's go
I know some niggas and some hoes
Shit gets drastic grip that pole
Time dont stop better get that goal
I had one pound so i scrape that bowl
Im tellin you even the shake gotta go

They vandalizin and breakin the code
Im pavin the road and shavin the load

If i get it in the next day it'll go
The shit to get up
Not to play with fasho
Straight out the moe and im straight to this doe
When i had no hope i was kickin yo door
Back to back pick up the bag off the floor
Where you at me and pat bout to backend the load
I subtract all the packs get to addin this dough
You know i cant do the cap like a fro
I hit the block like im shaq in the post
Bitch boy he dissin im crackin his skull
I told you before that this aint what you want
Ima get active no you shouldnt have taught
Stick to the code im just switchin the font
I roll up a wood i aint usin a front
Go for the touchdown never kickin a punt
Yo hoe like a pack she a flip and a stunt
Ima hit rozay phone when its time for the runts
These niggas mixin a purple with punch
Im bout to go and have bennys for lunch
Talkin that shit like a pervert, get touched
Got out a hole and we didnt have much
But some dreams and lil bit of heem in my cup

Bitch im a king call me elohim tut
The one that'll turn your housewife to a slut
The one that'll complete the play in a clutch
The nigga who truthfully dont give no fucks
Woke up this morning and i thank the lord then i roll me a blunt with some runt in it
She wanna smash on a young nigga fuck around buss it like i had a gun in it
Feelin so foreign this cartier on me yeah you can look at it no touchin it
You was just all on my dick all in private but know you dont know me in public



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Writer(s): Kemit Lewiel
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