ROADRUNNER +

Well, it's early in the mor-, in the morning

Baby, when I rise, Lordy, Mama

Well, I have minute, real, uh, well, my right side, well, uh

Well, Lord, Lordy Berta, well, Lord, You keep a-talkin', baby

Well, Lord, Lordy Rose, uh well, the good Lord, gal, well-a

He gonna rise and fly, sugar, He gonna rise and fly, well

Uh, well, if He gonna die, He gonna rise and fly, well

Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn, now

Me and my pockets, we breakin' booze in the foreign

Wildin' on ****, we breakin' bones in the paint

Umbilical cords, we cut these **** off, wait

Fuckin' your bitch, fuckin' that bitch, no fame

She suckin' my dick so good she leave me with no brain

Cummin' up in that bitch but with precise aim

Fuck these fuckboys and fuck these bitches, they be lame

Roadrunnin' the road like rollin' John but with hoes

Rock up on my shit, that shit equipped with a telescope

Bullets, they bald, bullets they bald like Amber Rose

Brodies fuck up and these bitches leave me alone

You a dumb ****, leave a hole in your chest

When you walk around the block **** know who the best

You a little boy, can't fuck with Billy Boys

When you walk around the block you got little toys

Itty bitty boy, Oscar De La Ho

I beat the pussy though, I break the pressure, blow

****, what you know? ****, let me know

I got two Glocks, switchblades in my clothes

Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn and

Me and my pockets, we breakin' booze in the foreign

Wildin' on ****, we breakin' bones in the paint

Umbilical cords, we cut these **** off, wait

Fuckin' your bitch, fuckin' that bitch, no fame

She suckin' my dick so good she leave me with no brain

Cummin' up in these bitches with precise aim

Fuck these fuckboys and fuck these bitches, they be lame