Leesta, iayze - MIA Runtz lyrics
[Leesta, iayze - MIA Runtz lyrics]
You slayed this one greenlnd
I'm a big dog, like bitch, I got that rank
Oh sippin' on Wock, sippin' on
Wock, that drank, oh
I'm too well off, got a
Couple racks in the safe, oh
So much racks that I damn
Near broke the bank, oh
Goin' too fast, I done damn
Near broke the Wraith, oh
Give a couple bands to my
Lawyer to drop that case, oh
I got a 762 on me, I'll walk it out
Heard he be with the opps
Then we can't talk it out
Gettin' on my nerves
Bitch there ain't shit to talk about
That shit for the birds, walk it out
Countin' guap like a nerd
Just know it's money all around
Bitch, fuck what you heard, pint now
Bitch you know it's expensive
They say I'm MVP, in the middle
Z19, hell nah, boy, we not finna wrestle
Fuck around, die in a Scat, bitch
Got a pedal to the metal, yeah
Yeah, it don't mean nothin'
Look up to the goats like I'ma be one
Fucked your main bitch and her friend
We had a threesome
Labels offering me deals but
I don't need one
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep truck
Out in Tampa with my boys
We pourin' threes up
And my brody tote a choppa like
He tryna cut some trees up
Really tryna quit the lean
Cup made me seize it
Prolly thought that he was finna beat us
'Til we started them SRTs up
New Givenchy, I don't rock Adidas
Fuckin' this bitch, she tryna meet up
All the labels fuckin' with me
Now they tryna meet up
But if it ain't a million on the table
I'm kickin' my feet up
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep
We 'bout to re-up
Gettin' topped up in a Benzy by
A Diva with deep cuts
And I know they talkin' down like
They could easily beat us
Brand new Jeep, SRT, truck won't pull over
I speed up
Why they halfway fuckin' with me like they
Waitin' for me to heat up?
Why I ride around in Wraiths with dirty
Cuts like I can't clean up?
Brody took a break from rapping
Turned into a lean plug
And shorty told me that she need love
But it don't mean nothin'
I'm a big dog, like bitch, I got that rank
Oh sippin' on Wock, sippin' on
Wock, that drank, oh
I'm too well off, got a
Couple racks in the safe, oh
So much racks that I damn
Near broke the bank, oh
Goin' too fast, I done damn
Near broke the Wraith, oh
Give a couple bands to my
Lawyer to drop that case, oh
I got a 762 on me, I'll walk it out
Heard he be with the opps
Then we can't talk it out
Gettin' on my nerves
Bitch there ain't shit to talk about
That shit for the birds, walk it out
Countin' guap like a nerd
Just know it's money all around
Bitch, fuck what you heard, pint now
Bitch you know it's expensive
They say I'm MVP, in the middle
Z19, hell nah, boy, we not finna wrestle
Fuck around, die in a Scat, bitch
Got a pedal to the metal, yeah
Yeah, it don't mean nothin'
Look up to the goats like I'ma be one
Fucked your main bitch and her friend
We had a threesome
Labels offering me deals but
I don't need one
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep truck
Out in Tampa with my boys
We pourin' threes up
And my brody tote a choppa like
He tryna cut some trees up
Really tryna quit the lean
Cup made me seize it
Prolly thought that he was finna beat us
'Til we started them SRTs up
New Givenchy, I don't rock Adidas
Fuckin' this bitch, she tryna meet up
All the labels fuckin' with me
Now they tryna meet up
But if it ain't a million on the table
I'm kickin' my feet up
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep
We 'bout to re-up
Gettin' topped up in a Benzy by
A Diva with deep cuts
And I know they talkin' down like
They could easily beat us
Brand new Jeep, SRT, truck won't pull over
I speed up
Why they halfway fuckin' with me like they
Waitin' for me to heat up?
Why I ride around in Wraiths with dirty
Cuts like I can't clean up?
Brody took a break from rapping
Turned into a lean plug
And shorty told me that she need love
But it don't mean nothin'