Destroy Lonely - ​Runtz lyrics

Pvp
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Seat breakin' Runtz down
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Back to the motherfucking money,  yeah, uh
Back to the motherfucking racks, uh
Back to the motherfucking Runtz
Get sack like a motherfucking lunch
And I'm sippin' straight drop
This not punch
Dawg
Gettin' money, I'm not sayin' much, nah
Gettin' money, now they showin' love wow
(Love)

(You know, we ain't never trippin'
Over no shit like that
Man)
I'm not trying, bitch
This shit just easy to me
They say "What's your method? Can
You teach it to me?"
See, I'm touching color money
Like a Teletubby
When I'm with my slime niggas
Then we taking something
They won't drop a dime
And you cannot take it from 'em
Wanna go to war, nigga
It's gon' take some money
And your lil' bitch so boring
Can you please come take her from me?
Might mix the undercover with
The Psycho Bunny
I just hopped in a foreign car
Goin' a couple hundred
I roll up a dark stout with Gelato in it
I'm smoking gas that can start a car engine
I just ate sushi and it had a spider in it
I just 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 fine
Think I'm finna talk to it
And the world is mine when
I fucking walk through it
Took a Russian Cream and I put a shark in it
Now I'm getting high so I cannot talk to you
Yeah, I'm so geeked, yeah
I'm never coming down
Think me and the team smoke
Like a hundred pounds
Let's get back to the green, bitch
I need my money now
Guess I'm stuck in the streets 'til
I juug a hundred thousand

In the passenger seat breakin' Runtz down
I'm havin' drip, nigga
Just like Thousand Island
I'm rockin' Prada Rada just
Like fucking Chowder
I'm in the trap spot
Watchin' fuckin' power
We got money comin' in like every hour
Before I fuck that bitch I
Make her take a shower
Smoking Zkittles, nigga
I don't fuck with Sour
Hop on that fucking beat and
Then it get devoured
(Yeah, get devoured)

Back to the motherfucking money, yeah, uh
Back to the motherfucking racks, uh
Back to the motherfucking Runtz
Get sack like a motherfucking lunch
And I'm sippin' straight drop
This not punch
Dawg
Gettin' money, I'm not sayin' much, nah
Gettin' money, now they showin' love wow
(Love)