BabyTron - Pink Runtz lyrics
BabyTron [James Edward Johnson IV] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.
[BabyTron - Pink Runtz lyrics]
(It's Hokatiwi, yeah, turn it up, Chang)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay barcelona
Barcelona gang, yeah
Gang Barcelona, foreign, when we kick it
Yeah, bitch, yeah, okay, yeah
Gang Barcelona
Foreign sneaks when we kicking it
Riding 'round like the Men in Black
We equipped with blicks
And it's a laser beam on it
I ain't missing shit
Unc' acrobatic on that block
Catch him flipping 'scripts
Cracking black cards, boy
I think these bitches limitless five years
I ain't seen him but I
Heard he still a bitch
I ain't get a thang off yo plate
I ain't splitting shit
Get rich or die trying
Bitch can't get fifty cent
Shit, she can't get a penny
Drop a pint of Wockhardt
I ain't spilling Henny
Lil' freaky bitch off a Perc'? Shit
It's getting messy
You playing with that sack in the field
We would've blitzed already
Fuck a field goal, I want the whole six
I don't want the bitch if she
Can't eat the whole dick
When you in the field, young dawg
You gotta tote sticks
Hopped out the Lamb', had
That bitch on some, "Woah" shit
Off the Runtz, I'm like, "Oh, shit"
No heart but my T-shirt on some Chrome shit
Unky said he finna work magic
If the stove lit
I just spent 20K on a rose gold kit
Fucked around and made ten off a parlay
Nuts on her face
Treat the bitch like a parfait
I'ma shine out for every single
One them dark days
Shit was really easy but they say
I took the hard way
Down in LA with a stick, feeling like Ohtani
Scam this, scam that, I feel like I'm Kwame
Tryna slide and kill a hundred opps
Feeling like a Nazi off a four
Walking 'round looking like a zombie
Casamigos type bitch
She walk around drunk and sloppy
Told my bitch I'ma kill her if
She spill a cup of Wocky
762s, guarantee that they puncture bodies
Hitman on speed dial 'cause
He love them bounties
Huh, Drip God, need a roll about me
Bitch heard that I rap
Tryna get a roll up out me
She wanna talk but it ain't
Shit to know about me
Bitch ask for a single thing? Get
A "No" up out me
You telling hoes "Yes" like
You Daniel Bryan
Rap star but I came up off of jam and sliding
Knew chemistry
Gave a fuck about passing science
Touchdown, touchdown
Someone pass the Heisman
Scammed dawg, now his balance minus
Out of town eating alligator, shit
I had to try it
Know he heard me in that widebody
Thang passing by him
201, 101, shit, I'm back in sliding
ShittyBoyz chain, two chains
Bitch know it's me
Don't think this ever that
Ain't no ho in me
No doors on that gladiator
Finna float the Jeep
Usually the White Runtz but right
Now I'm blowing Pink
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay barcelona
Barcelona gang, yeah
Gang Barcelona, foreign, when we kick it
Yeah, bitch, yeah, okay, yeah
Gang Barcelona
Foreign sneaks when we kicking it
Riding 'round like the Men in Black
We equipped with blicks
And it's a laser beam on it
I ain't missing shit
Unc' acrobatic on that block
Catch him flipping 'scripts
Cracking black cards, boy
I think these bitches limitless five years
I ain't seen him but I
Heard he still a bitch
I ain't get a thang off yo plate
I ain't splitting shit
Get rich or die trying
Bitch can't get fifty cent
Shit, she can't get a penny
Drop a pint of Wockhardt
I ain't spilling Henny
Lil' freaky bitch off a Perc'? Shit
It's getting messy
You playing with that sack in the field
We would've blitzed already
Fuck a field goal, I want the whole six
I don't want the bitch if she
Can't eat the whole dick
When you in the field, young dawg
You gotta tote sticks
Hopped out the Lamb', had
That bitch on some, "Woah" shit
Off the Runtz, I'm like, "Oh, shit"
No heart but my T-shirt on some Chrome shit
Unky said he finna work magic
If the stove lit
I just spent 20K on a rose gold kit
Fucked around and made ten off a parlay
Nuts on her face
Treat the bitch like a parfait
I'ma shine out for every single
One them dark days
Shit was really easy but they say
I took the hard way
Down in LA with a stick, feeling like Ohtani
Scam this, scam that, I feel like I'm Kwame
Tryna slide and kill a hundred opps
Feeling like a Nazi off a four
Walking 'round looking like a zombie
Casamigos type bitch
She walk around drunk and sloppy
Told my bitch I'ma kill her if
She spill a cup of Wocky
762s, guarantee that they puncture bodies
Hitman on speed dial 'cause
He love them bounties
Huh, Drip God, need a roll about me
Bitch heard that I rap
Tryna get a roll up out me
She wanna talk but it ain't
Shit to know about me
Bitch ask for a single thing? Get
A "No" up out me
You telling hoes "Yes" like
You Daniel Bryan
Rap star but I came up off of jam and sliding
Knew chemistry
Gave a fuck about passing science
Touchdown, touchdown
Someone pass the Heisman
Scammed dawg, now his balance minus
Out of town eating alligator, shit
I had to try it
Know he heard me in that widebody
Thang passing by him
201, 101, shit, I'm back in sliding
ShittyBoyz chain, two chains
Bitch know it's me
Don't think this ever that
Ain't no ho in me
No doors on that gladiator
Finna float the Jeep
Usually the White Runtz but right
Now I'm blowing Pink