Bluntzz ft. Prod.INeedRuntz Lyrics

Ay run this shit

Run it up, bring it back, bring that lean, bring a couple hoes

Yeah, they don't leave, no tax, ay fat blunts to myself

Smoke this bitch up, AK-47 to the liver

Bitch, stop breathing, nine-seven-0, TDM is what I rep

I don't fuck with any bitches, cause these hoes is just a mess

God damn, I feel so blessed, talk it up with God to help me with the stress

He said, son, keep it to yourself, all of these diamonds, they cost, ay

Pull up with the bitch, just to mosh spit

Off the drugs, bitch, I feel so lucid, what

I told my bitch to drink some fluids

If you don't fuck with me, you lose me

Bitch, don't fuck with me, yeah, you lost my respect, ay

Pull up with the nine, yeah, I aim it to your head, what

Five points to the record, ay, bitch, I still got it out, what

Bitch, I'm just 14, yeah, yeah, I point it out, what

Call my bitch, she like the sex, yeah, they'll figure out, what

Always waiting for the record just to send this check

God damn, I feel so blessed, always feel so loose, I got the fucking sex

When I fuck my bitch and then I like it when I shoot my tech

Yeah, I shoot it out, Glock 19, yeah, to your head, what

Let's see what you talking about, let's see where your round about

Ay, run it back, bring that lean, bring a couple hoes, yeah, they don't leave, no tax

Fat blunts to myself, smoke this bitch up

AK-47 to your liver, bitch, stop breathing

Nine-seven-0- TDM is what I rep, don't fuck with any bitches

Cause these hoes is just a mess, God damn, I feel so blessed

Talk it up with God, to help me with this stress

He said, son, keep it to yourself, man, fuck these hoes

All of these diamonds, they cost, pull up with the bitch, just to mosh pit

Off the drugs, bitch, I feel so lucid, bitch, I'm in the clouds, I lose it

Bitch, I bring the nine, shoot it to the sky

Ay, bitch, I'm so high, ay, this a four-five, what

This the four-five, what? This the four-five

This the four-five