iHeartRuntz

(AMG go crazy)

The hoes like me for me, I don't gotta put on a front

The **** like my son, had to teach him how to stunt

How you askin' me to buy you shit, but we ain't talked in months?

Me and gang, we gettin' high as shit, I heart Runtz

I thought that this was your bitch, she tryna roll my blunts

She asked if we still locked in, I said 'til next month

Ho said she used to like me, I said, "Why you ain't say nothin'?"

Gang get into it, my **** road runners

Don't be pressed 'bout that bitch, I don't want her, she is not shit

One place she won't be is on my dick

Make money, mind your business, ****, and that's it

She only fuckin' for the pape', let the cash hit

Told her suck it up, no, I'm not with that sad shit

I'm G'd the fuck up, ****, money on elastic

She really nothin' special, **** treat her like she average

Yeah, the girl cute, but she come with too much baggage

The hoes like me for me, I don't gotta put on a front

The **** like my son, had to teach him how to stunt

How you askin' me to buy you shit, but we ain't talked in months?

Me and gang, we gettin' high as shit, I heart Runtz

I thought that this was your bitch, she tryna roll my blunts

She asked if we still locked in, I said 'til next month

Ho said she used to like me, I said, "Why you ain't say nothin'?"

Gang get into it, my **** road runners

Don't go out sad 'bout these hoes, keep shit P and tighten up

His bitch, she like me better, got cash, I bossed her up

Are you sure them VS1s? Boy, these diamonds lookin' rough

Me and my brothers really havin', turned the party to a club

Call me Babii CVS 'cause I'm the **** with the drugs

First day playin' in the field, I came back home with hella mud

I been through a lotta shit, but on ten, a **** stood

I heart what? Runtz in this 'Wood

The hoes like me for me, I don't gotta put on a front

The **** like my son, had to teach him how to stunt

How you askin' me to buy you shit, but we ain't talked in months?

Me and gang, we gettin' high as shit, I heart Runtz

I thought that this was your bitch, she tryna roll my blunts

She asked if we still locked in, I said 'til next month

Ho said she used to like me, I said, "Why you ain't say nothin'?"

Gang get into it, my **** road runners