dom corleo - bloody runtz lyrics
[pre+chorus]
yeah, yeah+yeah (yeah+yeah)
yeah (d+mn), yeah+yeah (yeah+yeah)
yeah, yeah+yeah (c’mon)
yeah (okay), yeah+yeah
[chorus]
d+mn, think i’m too high (i’m so high)
i just had to hit her up, had to the tell the b+tch, “meet me outside”
dirty money what i thumb
dirty ass drugs what up in my cup (yeah)
100 pounds up in that blunt
when i hit that b+tch, i be up in her guts
and when i’m ridin’ in that cadillac, tell the chauffeur that i’m in a rush
went up at the show, almost had a heart attack in the mosh pit, bl++dy punch (yeah)
and i’m smoking on some vamp gas, yes, i’m blowin’ bl++dy runts
[verse]
now i’m finna kung fu kick when i punch
watch me come through in this ho, stunt
yeah, all thе b+tches gettin’ piped (d+mn)
talkin’ ’bout all thе hoes gettin’ f+cked
d+mn, makin’ that b+tch a wife
man, you better off gettin’ cucked
yeah, the hoes ’round me they all trife (trife)
so i blow money on this ice (yeah)
i heard yo’ man’s goin’ broke, better pick him up, put him in some rice (yeah)
b+tch, i’m at the party doing coke with the pretty model hoes on the side
yeah, and i got my f+ckin’ stick, keep that ho tucked right up on my side
yeah, keep it right up on my gut, but it’s just a warning ‘case they wanna try
’cause i don’t wanna go to war, we been there before
f+ckin’ on these pretty ass model wh0res
and we done carried the story
yeah, f+ck it, now we buyin’ out stores (d+mn)
on the bus, b+tch, i’m on real tour (yeah)
and my christian lou bl++dy, gore (yeah)
got money, need a little more (yeah)
but now i’m cool (i’m cool)
get fly that’s just what i do
f+ck hoes, yeah, that’s what i do
rock shows, yeah, that’s what i do
cool clothes, they be coming through
yeah, my closet out the f+ckin’ roof
all red on me like i’m a boat
uzi on me, i got two
yeah, glocky on me, what it do?
hit his ho, i’m like, “what up, boo?” (what up?)
f+ck the b+tch, i’m like “what up? cool”
you a dub, i ain’t in the mood
now i got her wetter than a pool
and she mad, don’t know what to do (don’t know)
all this cash, don’t know what to do (don’t know)
got a bag on me like it’s school (yeah)
[pre+chorus]
yeah (yeah+yeah+yeah), yeah+yeah (yeah+yeah+yeah)
yeah (let’s go), yeah+yeah (godd+mn)
yeah (godd+mn), yeah+yeah (b+tch, i’on even know)
yeah, yeah+yeah (i’on even know)
[chorus]
d+mn, think i’m too high (so high)
i just had to hit her up, had to the tell the b+tch, “meet me outside”
dirty money what i thumb
dirty ass drugs what up in my cup
100 pounds up in that blunt
when i hit that b+tch, i be up in her guts (yeah)
and when i’m ridin’ in that cadillac, tell the chauffeur that i’m in a rush
went up at the show, almost had a heart attack in the mosh pit, bl++dy punch (yeah)
and i’m smoking on some vamp gas, yes, i’m blowin’ bl++dy runts
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