Road Runner Lyrics

I just moved another P it took a week

I've been smoking on the Zaza and you know it got me weak

Bad bitches give me matta and I know that she a freak

I ain't playing with the oppas but they love hide and seek

When we meet, I be fresh from my hairline down to the sneaks

I've been posted in the field so I might as well cop some cleats

And I hopped on a new airline it was just about last week

Never know if they gonna squeal so I was always gotta clutch my heat, I keep it neat

Ion ask for love tell her keep it loyal when we link

I done ran up dubs now I keep bust down with the links

I'm dripping like the sink, I fucked wild bitches in some pink

Feeling saucy off of the drink, I'm moving tact what you do think?

New pack I'ma road runner, keep a fifty with my gunner

Moving hots just like the summer, I might back out a new hummer

Let it burn just like its usher, pouring wocky in my crusher

Somehow I do these bitches be wrong and she still want me to fuck her

I'm trying run up on a check, bitches begging me for sex

Tell that bitch just open next, when it clear I'll send the text

I've been trapping in my jays, sorry I'ma stuck in my ways

Hit my line I'll make the play, I still remember my first kay

Smoking gumbo it ain't haze, niggas lucky bullets graze

This the tony they amaze, wake up early gotta blaze

This my life and it ain't stagged, bitches stalking on my page

Light a blizzy for my sage, I fucked bitches twice my age

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Speeding in the whip and it all tinted black

Stay with a clip and tell em niggas get back

Smoking out of these zips and I'm feeling too smack

Gotta beam on the tip ya don't wanna do that

Me and bro riding around two straps

Heard the boys was on it so we gotta new trap

They loving my voice every time that I rap

Bitches be moist and that's real no cap

Don't call my phone if you trying to chat

Got in my zone now my pockets be fat

Just leave me alone I'm focused on racks

One to the dome before the get back

Off of the Henny dosing off in the back

Toting the semi and it stay on my lap

Pull on her remi I fuck up her tracks

Don't fuck with many cause these niggas be rats

My bitch is expensive that gucci galour

I woke up one day seen my face on the Forbes

I was trapped in the trap but I made it on tour

I made me some racks but I need me some more

Keep two thots when I walk in the door

She sucking my dick I know she whore

The opps be mad no they don't want war

Ran up a check probably run up the store

Ion know bout them but I'm on the way

I just copped me an auto the whip fully gray

They be focus on me these niggas be gay

If you don't got money Ion hear what you say

Got my first stripe and I'm up my rank

Got my first pipe I was throwing out franks

Counting 50s and hunnits just out of the bank

Call up the plug and the packs stay stank