Runts

Yeah, Yeah
It's been a minute you feel me, Bro
You don't even have e'nuff bro, Aye

Nigga said he want some runts but he ain't e'nuff
Told'em the price and he got mad he wanna huff N puff
I don't tuck wit nobody its so hard to trust

Shawty rode me it was cool she had to speed it up
I'm smoking purple punch ufos beam me up
They couldn't take me so they teaming up
Meanwhile I'm collecting blues
Diamonds gleaming up
A nigga stressing over ME he might needa blunt
All my gas pharell
I'm doing no fronts
And I ain't ever gone miss
Said since I was youngin I been I been poppin shit
Round bad bitches shooting shots
Nigga I feel like Stoy yoch a vich
I ain't wit the city wide politics
Nigga I'm way less tolerant
I be at they neck on some violent shit
Yeah yeah yeah
And all diss PDA in public just lil baby just stop it
Treat ah like a winner, Should've treat her like an option
She tryna block my ball but I be on my John Stockton
I'm at the jewelry sto locking a grill options
I'mma drop like 10 Tapes this year I promise
I took a hiatus but I had real world problems
Fucking this bag good I ain't use condoms yeah
Nigga my hunnuds having fifties
I been having babies with this cash I made daily
Gas on me like a daily's I been on my shit lately
Flames nigga whaaaat
Yeah gas on me like a daily's I been on my shit lately

Nigga said he want some runts but he ain't e'nuff
Told'em the price and he got mad he wanna huff N puff
I don't tuck wit nobody its so hard to trust

Nigga said he want some runts but he ain't e'nuff
Told'em the price and he got mad he wanna huff N puff
I don't tuck wit nobody its so hard to trust



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Writer(s): Davion Wright, Walter Young
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