Baby Runtz Lyrics

Mane, yeah

When I say I'm finna take over the rap game dis year

I'm finna take that shit over, mane

Baby Runtz what I smoke to the face, mane

Check a nigga out

Aye, LilGucciBoaa

Baby Runtz right to the face while

Smokin weed, I stand in place

Keep that pocket rocket on me

Just like frozone, my flow skate

Dodgin' cops and federales

Can't be talkin' to no Jakes

When Lil Benji Terry jugg wid me

Don't play, cause that ain't safe

My lil shorty look so good in purple

Love to beat them cakes

Every time I finna spark blunt

Man, that's when I get paid

By the time I'm finished with this blunt

Don't caught me bout ten plays

Hittin' licks, the shit I do for fun

Get guap for what I take, ayy

Rob a nigga, leave him stripped down naked

Ayy, choppa to his head

It make him constipated

Ayy, I got my degree

I got my education

Ayy, now I'm in these streets

Tryin' to gone head and make some paper

You can't love no ho cause they be dumb

And you know you can't change em

Gotta get a real ass shorty by your side to play it safe

Play with GucciBoaa fasho

I think you must wan meet yo maker

Nigga ain't on shit cause all his opps

He beefin' with, be made up

Ayy, fuck you talkin' bout, nigga

You know you ain't gang

He don't come around me, my potnas

Cause he know we all hit stains

We them niggas with them choppers out

You play, you hear bang

We them niggas who might walk it down

You know you can't hang, nigga

Ayy, bitch

You know you can't hang

I'm a cold stepper in all black

Keep me three gold chains

I'm that nigga who don't talk it out

Shoot out with my friends

Don't get into shit I'm speakin' on

Cause you might die a fan

Ayy, bitch

You might die a fan

Tryna get into some shit that don't condone your ass, lil' man

Better get back to your pathetic life

Go od off xans

Cause it ain't like your ass, ain't doin' it

Get your dumb ass slammed

Ayy, look

Nigga, get your dumb ass banged

I done been through so much hurtful shit

It made me who I am

Feel like I'm the hardest in the Nawf

Lit when I got bands

He be talkin' like he be on that shit

But ain't cut like I am

My opinion I'm always voicin' it

Cause who gon' beat my ass?

I don't do gay shit for no money, nigga

You dick ride for cash

Fuck, I look like bein' around some niggas

Who ain't cut like I am

Run up the check and do it like Nike, nigga

Tryny get rich off my brand

Ayy, yeah

Bitch, stack up all them checks

I'm a dog and she be checkin' on me

So that make her my vet

Grindin' hard to get this money, nigga

This shit don't make no sense

I was really in dat stolo on da Highway doin 110

Baby runtz, straight to the face nigga