Jshothat & Trigga1k - Road Runner (Official Audio) Lyrics

Niggas pointing fingers

And shit

You know what the fuck it is

HUH

Tell lil bro to kick the door

It ain't no checking in

It ain't no nigga out my city

That i ain't better then

Flying state to state

Lil bitch it ain't no checking in

Security ain't check me at the door

I got these steppers in

Let a nigga move wrong

He gone get shot

Stopping at no red lights

We got them Glocks nigga

Did all that talking

Now his bitch ass

In the box with you

Bitch bet not move wrong

Hit up t he say its smoke

I get it clear

What bout tre

He gone run em down

Fuck around do the race

Back to the play

I can send them pounds

From Vegas to the bay

Opps in the grave

Straight road runner

Put them bows on you

Bitch you dead

I don't know nothing

I won't say nothing

Bitch chu fed

I'm a road runner

Cut a whole onion

Bitch you dead

Cut off ya head

Certified stepper disputing narcotics

Before i let em paint my picture

Hit em with that drake

7.62 taking off his face

I then came a long way

From the fucking projects

spinning in them whips yea

No i can't deny that

You niggas foo

But be talking bout they be getting busy

Don't call me brother

You taking pictures with opposition

I mix the perky with trains

And started reminiscing

I let wop control the whip

When i shoot i ain't missing

Boom

I left shells on they block

All they did was diss me

I did a joce

They turned they back

Like did yall even miss me

But its ok bae i came home

And got straight to the business

Six year parole

But i ain't slipping

that 4 nickel with me

I told my brodie

We gone make it though traffic

We dipping

I told my brodie

Watch that whip

When we switching

They switching

They get to close to this whip

Them switches gone flip em

That's your potna i respect it

Just respect dying with him

He switched his whip up

Why

Cause the people was tryna get him

Hop in the scat with lil tonka

We get to paper chasing

I told lil baby stop tripping

I see your ass later

She think I'm cheating

Yea I'm cheating

For that fucking paper

Fly pass 12

They ain't gone chase

Cause they know

They can't keep up

Pussy nigga won't fight a man

But his bitch he'll beat her

You mad at me

It ain't my fought

That you fucked up your reup

YELB

Forever EZZY BRUDDAS

Tell lil bro to kick the door

It ain't no checking in

It ain't no nigga out my city

That i ain't better then

Flying state to state

Lil bitch it ain't no checking in

Security ain't check me at the door

I got these steppers in