Runner Up

Pop a perky in the whip an then I fade out

It’s a zombie party, imma find my way out

If you want some molly, yeah it’s never A drought

Do some things that I shouldn’t just to take the weight off, the weight off

Who the fuck yuh, aye, this ain’t no mother fucking runner up

Nah there ain’t nobody I could ever trust, ahh

This bitch she talking fucking up my nut, she fucking up my nut

Yeah I think I lost the lust, yeah

Uncomfortable I need to smoke a blunt, yeah

Crush it down proceed to roll it up, uh

Got reputations that i’m keeping up, i’m keeping up, yeah yeah yeah