Bloody Runtz

Yeah

Yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah)

Yeah (damn)

Yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah)

Yeah

Yeah-yeah (c'mon)

Yeah (OK)

Yeah-yeah

Damn, think I'm too high (I'm too high)

I just had to hit her up, had to the tell the bitch, "Meet me outside"

Dirty money what I thumb

Dirty ass drugs what up in my cup (yeah)

Yeah, 100 pounds up in that blunt

When I hit that bitch, I be in her guts

And when I'm ridin' in that Cadillac, tell the chauffeur that I'm in a rush

Went up at the show, almost had a heart attack in the mosh pit, bloody punch (yeah)

And I'm smoking on some vamp gas, yes, I'm blowin' bloody runts

Now I'm finna Kung Fu kick when I punch (yeah)

Watch me come through in this ho, stunt

Yeah, all the bitches gettin' piped (damn)

Talkin' 'bout all the hoes gettin' fucked

Damn, makin' that bitch a wife

Man, you better off gettin' cucked

Yeah, the hoes 'round me they all trife (trife)

So I blow money on this ice (yeah)

I heard yo' man's goin' broke, better pick him up, put him in some rice

Bitch, I'm at the party doing coke with the pretty model hoes on the side

Yeah, and I got my fuckin' stick, keep that ho tucked right up on my side

Yeah, keep it right up on my gut, but it's just a warning 'case they wanna try

'Cause I don't wanna go to war, we been there before

Fuckin' on these pretty ass model whores

And we done carried the story

Yeah, fuck it, now we buyin' out stores (damn)

On the bus, bitch, I'm on real tour (yeah)

And my Christian Lou bloody, gore (yeah)

Got money, need a little more (yeah)

But now I'm cool (I'm cool)

Get fly that's just what I do (that's what I do)

Fuck hoes, yeah, that's what I do (that's what I do)

Rock shows, yeah, that's what I do (that's what I do)

Cool clothes, they be coming through

Yeah, my closet out the fuckin' roof

All red on me like I'm Boat (so woke)

Uzi on me, I got two

Yeah, Glocky on me, what it do?

Hit his ho up, I'm like, "What up, boo?" (What up?)

Fuck the bitch, I'm like "What up? Cool" (what up?)

You a dub, I ain't in the mood

Now I got her wetter than a pool

And she mad, don't know what to do (don't know)

All this cash, don't know what to do (don't know)

Got a bag on me like it's school (yeah)

Yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah)

Yeah-yeah (yeah-yeah-yeah)

Yeah (let's go)

Yeah-yeah (goddamn)

Yeah (goddamn)

Yeah-yeah (bitch, I'on even know)

Yeah

Yeah-yeah (I'on even know)

Damn, think I'm too high (so high)

I just had to hit her up, had to the tell the bitch, "Meet me outside"

Dirty money what I thumb

Dirty ass drugs what up in my cup

Yeah, 100 pounds up in that blunt

When I hit that bitch, I be up in her guts (yeah

And when I'm ridin' in that Cadillac, tell the chauffeur that I'm in a rush

Went up at the show, almost had a heart attack in the mosh pit, bloody punch (yeah)

And I'm smoking on some vamp gas, yes, I'm blowin' bloody runts