destroy lonely - runtz lyrics
[intro]
pvps
yeah, yeah, yeah
—seat breakin’ runtz down
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah, yeah
[chorus]
back to the motherf-cking money, yeah, uh
back to the motherf-cking racks, uh
back to the motherf-cking racks
[?] like a motherf-cking lake
and i’m sippin’ straight drop, this not punch now
gettin’ money, i don’t see a mouse now
gettin’ money, now, b-tch, you’re in love, wow (love)
[verse]
(you know, we…)
i’m not trying b-tches, she just easy to me
they say “what’s your method? can you teach it to me?”
she gon’ touch same color money like a teletubby
when i’m with my slime n-ggas, then we take his life
they won’t drop a dime, and you cannot take it from me
when i go to war, n-gga, it’s gon’ take some money
and your lil’ b-tch so boring, can you please come take her from me?
my b-tch still undercover with the psycho bunny
b-tch, i hopped in a foreign car, goin’ a couple hundred
i roll up a [?] with gelato in it
i’m smoking gas that can start a car engine
[?] she can’t even have [?]
my b-tch want a bag, no, i cannot talk to you
yeah, i’m movin’ fast, sorry, i can’t talk to you
you can’t stand in my way ’cause i’m gonna walk through you
this percocet flyin’, think i’m finna talk to it
the world is mine when i f-cking want to
took a russian cream and i put a shark in
now i’m getting high so i cannot talk to you
i’m so geeked, yeah, i’m never coming down
bet me and the team smoke like a hundred pounds
let’s get back to the green, b-tch, i need my money now
guess i’m stuck in streets ’til i juug a hundred thousand
[bridge]
in the p-ssenger seat breakin’ runtz down
i’m havin’ drip, n-gga, just like thousand island
i’m rockin’ prada rada just like f-cking chowder
i’m in the trap spot watchin’ f-ckin’ power
we got money comin’ in like every hour
before i f-ck that b-tch i make her take a shower
smoking skittles, n-gga, i don’t f-ck with sour
hop on that f-cking beat and then it get devoured (yeah, get devoured)
[chorus]
back to the motherf-cking money, yeah, uh
back to the motherf-cking racks, uh
back to the motherf-cking racks
[?] like a motherf-cking lake
and i’m sippin’ straight drop, this not punch now
gettin’ money, i don’t see a mouse now
gettin’ money, now, b-tch, you’re in love, wow (love)
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