Runtz Lyrics

I'm ballin' like DeWayne Wade, but my son ain't no ho

We sellin' chickens in the yard, 15 for a bow

Come and try my gas, fire you up some Za, and cop more

You ain't murk none of my dawgs, so we can't go toe for toe

Y'all be cappin' bout that motion, prop money on the gram

You a ho in real life, but acting the gangsta on Instagram

If you really havin', go and save your fam

If you really havin', put some on your dawg commissary

I don't like to talk, don't do no conversation

My, my daddy know some real killers, he'll call out them Jamaicans

My uncle throwin' Z, he swangin' with the Haitians

You piss me off, I kick ya out, baby girl ain't got no patience

What it is, boy, it's 4Wankk, they know I stand on biz, boy

What it is, boy, I take your bitch, I hit her with that Rizz, boy

You see this chain around my neck, you touch it, I'll split your wig, boy

Choppa. barkin' like a dog, left him crispy like some pig, boy

Told, my dawg fire up the black, stuff my grabbaleaf wit runtz we get busy on the scene, opps see us and they run

Cut, what's her name Off, I told that ho I'm done

I Ain't, I ain't really want her, I was doin' that shit for the fun

I'm ballin' like DeWayne Wade, but my son ain't no ho

We sellin' chickens in the yard, 15 for a bow

Come and try my gas, fire you up some Za, and cop more

You ain't murk none of my dawgs, so we can't go toe for toe

Y'all be cappin' bout that motion, prop money on the gram

You a ho in real life, but acting the gangsta on Instagram

If you really havin', go and save your fam

If you really havin', put some on your dawg commissary

I don't like to talk, don't do no conversation

My, my daddy know some real killers, he'll call out them Jamaicans

My uncle throwin' Z, he swangin' with the Haitians

You piss me off, I kick ya out, baby girl ain't got no patience

What it is, boy, it's 4Wankk, they know I stand on biz, boy

What it is, boy, I take your bitch, I hit her with that Rizz, boy

You see this chain around my neck, you touch it, I'll split your wig, boy

Choppa. barkin' like a dog, left him crispy like some pig, boy

Told, my dawg fire up the black, stuff my grabbaleaf wit runtz we get busy on the scene, opps see us and they run

Cut, what's her name Off, I told that ho I'm done

I Ain't, I ain't really want her, I was doin' that shit for the fun

I'm ballin' like DeWayne Wade, but my son ain't no ho

We sellin' chickens in the yard, 15 for a bow

Come and try my gas, fire you up some Za, and cop more

You ain't murk none of my dawgs, so we can't go toe for toe

Y'all be cappin' bout that motion, prop money on the gram

You a ho in real life, but acting the gangsta on Instagram

If you really havin', go and save your fam

If you really havin', put some on your dawg commissary

I don't like to talk, don't do no conversation

My, my daddy know some real killers, he'll call out them Jamaicans

My uncle throwin' Z, he swangin' with the Haitians

You piss me off, I kick ya out, baby girl ain't got no patience

What it is, boy, it's 4Wankk, they know I stand on biz, boy

What it is, boy, I take your bitch, I hit her with that Rizz, boy

You see this chain around my neck, you touch it, I'll split your wig, boy

Choppa. barkin' like a dog, left him crispy like some pig, boy

Told, my dawg fire up the black, stuff my grabbaleaf wit runtz we get busy on the scene, opps see us and they run

Cut, what's her name Off, I told that ho I'm done

I Ain't, I ain't really want her, I was doin' that shit for the fun