
Runts house Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Runts house
Runts house
Runts house
I don't think these niggas on my side
I don't think these niggas on my side
I don't think these niggas on my side
Yeah, I don't think these niggas on my side
Runts house
Runts house
I should tell these niggas get the fuck up out my way, yeah
Big bad Lawrii pulling up I stomp the brakes, yeah
Heard it all before
Grab another four
Pour another four, nigga pour another four
I don't even sip bitch, I don't even sip bitch
I don't even sip, but I pull up let it, let it
Let it drip, let it drip, yeah
Take a seat bitch
Take a leaf bitch
Smoke some weed bitch
Smoke some weed bitch, huh
Generation Kill yeah we go Marines bitch, huh
Diamonds on my wrist I'm looking icy as shit, huh
I just find a new bitch every night G it's lit
If she wanna pull up I just might need a kit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Niggas really thinking they the shit, huh, huh, huh
Rock around whoever let it hit, uh, uh, uh
Bitch I did this shit I been legit, huh, huh, huh
Put in all the time and now I'm sick, uh, uh
When I'm leaving out the spot no I don't fuck with you niggas
When you see me outside I don't fuck with you niggas
I'm saying
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Wait, wait)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha (Hold up, yeah)
Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Big man Law in the cut, nigga fuck your feelings
Widebody sitting outside, the opps so appealin'
Drum on the blick and the song, yes I am the villain
I was just skrting away, I got some business
Wait, you won't catch me lacking with this pack in
Cause I pass to that bitch, huh, racks to that bitch, huh
Niggas when they pull up yeah, they tragic as shit
Racks to the floor, bitch, racks to the gate, uh, uh
Lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit, lit
One to the four to the five to the eight
One to the four to the five to the eight
Yeah the bitch ass nigga gon' cry to the jakes
Smashin' the gas, I ain't heard of no brakes
And my circle real small, I don't link with no snakes
I'm doing whatever it takes
I'm doing whatever it takes
I'm doing whatever it takes
Runts house
Runts house