kill bunk – runupfreestyle lyrics
[freestyle]
whats up
these p+ssy boys can get f+cked up
i got ice on my wrist, call it bust+up
run that fade with yo n+gga, get touched up
4 for 4, b+tch we be on that come up
so, n+gga run up what you tryna do
i hang with them gunnas we sending shots at you wait
listen, n+gga ya swagger suspicious
get your b+tch and go down on your mistress
why is you talking boy why is you b+tchin’
this is your break wait
plenty of poppers, gon’ pop that choppa
we sell marijuana like f+ck the coppas
and i stay with that blade just in case a oppa
tryna pull up on my block like blocka blocka n+gga
run, n+gga i stay with that gun (uh)
we used to shoot it for fun, now we just shoot it for funds
ummm puns
i burnt that boy like the sun, [?]
he asked for attention but you gave him none
yeah, i needa chill, i needa relax
i need calm down before i go relapse
i pop some pills and get lit with my demons
i only have nightmares i do not be dreamin
these n+ggas actin crazy, my choppa gleamin’
f+ck it pop a bullet in your boy, he steamin
n+gga you annoyin, why the f+ck you fiening
b+tch what, my goth b+tch she like her wrist cut
and also that b+tch got a big b+tt
she says she loves me but shes a sl+t
and i don’t give a f+ck imma rip it up
[?] is in my cup, bad little b+tch and she just wanna f+ck
down with the gang, no they can’t switch up
[?]
i am not feeling you, [?] syllable k!lling you
f+ck it up, run it up, up to a mil or two
p+ssy boy had enough, now i am k!lling you, drillin you, sealin you
you done got touched, dead on the floor n+gga you just got bust
can’t f+ck with b+tches cause i lost my trust
i don’t wanna talk b+tch, i wanna f+ck
smokin this pack, and this sh+t filled with musk
whats up
these p+ssy boys can get f+cked up
i got ice on my wrist, call it bust+up
run that fade with yo n+gga, get touched up
4 for 4, b+tch we be on that come up
so, n+gga run up what you tryna do
i hang with them gunnas we sending shots at you wait
listen, n+gga ya swagger suspicious
get your b+tch and go down on your mistress
why is you talking boy why is you b+tchin’
this is your break wait
plenty of poppers, gon’ pop that choppa
we sell marijuana like f+ck the coppas
and i stay with that blade just in case a oppa
tryna pull up on my block like blocka blocka n+gga
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