D. Savage Runtz Lyrics

[Intro]
Uh, uh
Yeah (Cutta, we rich)
Grrt (Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah)
(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

[Chorus]
Fifty round drum on the end of my gun
Told that lil' bitch I'm up next, I'm the one
She shaking that ass and I'm throwing some ones
My bitch is too fire, she hot like the sun
When you see the gang, bitch, you better run (Ayy)
Niggas too broke, out here looking like bums (Ayy)
I call up LB, now I'm smoking on Runtz (Ayy)
I call up LB, now I'm smoking on Runtz
[Verse 1]
Fly like a bird (Well, damn)
Sippin' on mud and I came out the dirt (Huh? Huh?)
I'ma f*ck on your bitch 'till it hurt
Double cups, double cups, sippin' on syrup (Yeah)
Dive in that p*ssy, I'm makin' her squirt (Woo)
Riding 'round town and I'm servin' that work
You can get murked, put on a shirt
Whip out blue hundreds, your bitch tryna twerk
Jump out a bush with that K, go to work

[Bridge]
[?][0:47] my homie doesn't have that money, I'm gonna owe you ten dollars
Nah, bro, no
Alright, I'm gonna owe you ten dollars
No, nigga, no
Okay, bro, come on, bro, last day, my G
No, nigga, watch out
Ha-ha (Bitch)
[Verse 2]
Niggas too p*ssy, not gangster enough
She love when we f*ck, how I be getting rough
Came with a hundred if you feeling tough
Walk down gang, like Pac, hit 'em up
Pull up on the one-way, I'm leavin' 'em f*cked
Swing through the hood, tell my killers "What's up?"
I just poured a deuce of Wockhardt in my cup (I just poured a deuce of Wockhardt in my cup)
Sippin' your rent
Double-back, double-back gang when I spin
Jump in my coupe, drop the top on my Benz
I call 'em brothers, I don't got no friends
I paid two thousand all blues for these pants
Bluetooth pulled up with a whole lot of bands
We got them racks, ain't no advance
You couldn't kill me if you had a chance
Jump off a plane and get racks when I land
[Chorus]
Fifty round drum on the end of my gun
Told that lil' bitch I'm up next, I'm the one
She shaking that ass and I'm throwing some ones
My bitch is too fire, she hot like the sun
When you see the gang, bitch, you better run
Niggas too broke, out here looking like bums
I call up LB, now I'm smoking on Runtz
I call up LB, now I'm— (Fly like a bird)

[Outro]
Ayy