Lyrics
Walk down gang, get smoked like Runtz
Huh, huh, huh, huh
Light skin baby, she get what she want
Big white plug and he look like Trump
Gas station, I still slide with the pump
Huh, huh, huh, huh
He got a alarm, we can't go through the front
My life a movie, I do my own stunts
Uh, uh, uh-uh
Uh, I was just up in the trap smokin' Runtz, bitch
What?
Skrr, skrr, skrr, bow
Huh-bow
Bow, bow
I was just up in the trap smokin' Runtz, huh
What?
Yeah
I was just, huh-huh
I was just, I was just, huh
I was just up in the trap
Uh, what?
What? What?
Huh, bow
Bow, bow
I was just up in the trap smokin' Runtz
The sheets and the funnel, don't fuck with the blunts
I pull up and slide on his block with the pump
My Glock 26 bitch, came with a drum
Big AR bitch, came with a thump
I'm really 'bout action, this ain't what you want
I'll call up my killers, they really on hunt
That bitch on my dick 'cause she want me to hump
Big Glocks, ridin' 'round town with that thing
Smokin' on OG gas, pressure, can't think
Bad lil' bitch let me smack and say thanks
Big Glock, big chop, shootin' like a tank
Young rich **** had to go get a bag
Bussed down, iced out
Louis my swag
Four pockets full, I was just down bad
**** be broke and that shit lookin' sad
Huh, huh
Ran up them digits, bitch I had to calculate
Scope with a chop made them **** evacuate
Two-two-threes hit him and made him evaporate
I'm on my way to the top, ****, I can't wait
If Tee catch an opp, he gon' throw me the oop
Pour up a line of that Tech in the juice
****, I'm in my element, I cannot lose
Turn nothin' to somethin', bitch, I cannot snooze
I was just up in the trap smokin' Runtz
The sheets and the funnel, don't fuck with the blunts
(Huh, huh)
I pull up and slide on his block with the pump
(Huh, huh)
My Glock 26, bitch, came with a drum
Big AR bitch, came with a thump
I'm really 'bout action, this ain't what you want
I'll call up my killers, they really on hunt
That bitch on my dick 'cause she want me to hump
Hey, man
Walk down gang, get smoked like runtz
Huh, huh, huh, huh
(Blow, blow)
Light skin baby, she get what she want
Big white plug and he look like Trump
Gas station, I still slide with the pump
Huh, huh, huh, huh
He got a alarm, we can't go through the front
My life a movie, I do my own stunts
Bad lil' mami, she stayin' with me
Ride in a Jeep
She my lil' dancer
Shootin' like Cole Bennett with the camera
Pull up with eight goons, it's like I'm Prancer
Hey, hey
All she wanna do is swipe Visas, hey
If you ain't gettin' money
I don't need you, hey
Still eatin' Mickey D's
No seafood, hey
We can pull up, five minutes
Little Caesar's, hey
Walk down ****, smoke like Runtz
I got a AK in the trunk
Down bad, used to sleep on a bunk
How you the plug and still beggin' for fronts?
White shooter, think he play for the Suns
Purpin' at dinner, won't make it to brunch
OG's tellin' me I'm the one
(Hey)
You wouldn't be real if you ain't have a gun
Huh
Bitch, you wouldn't be real if you ain't have a gun
Oh-uh
Bitch, you wouldn't be real if you ain't have a gun
(Hey)
Bitch, you wouldn't be real if you ain't have a gun
(Hey, hey)
Huh
(Yeah, yeah)
I was just up in it smokin' Runtz
