Warhol.SS, Famous Dex - Runtzz lyrics

Famous Dex [Dexter Tiewon Gore Jr.] Chicago, Illinois.U.S.

[Warhol.SS, Famous Dex - Runtzz lyrics]

Pull out 47, I bust out the trunk
I answer my phone for the plug and he front
Put three in the bag when
I'm smoking on Runtz
I drippin' the gas, put plates with face
He mad, I put him in limbo don't make it
I only want the blues, pockets is racist
Tell her now eat on the dick come taste it

Dirty, eat on the dick, come take it
Ride around in the foreign w my lady
You run up on me
Send your ass right to heaven
You serve me so good yeah
I ball on my necklace
Me and Warhol going crazy
Run up on me, got an 80
I be so whippin' them crazy, for real
Pop a lil one-way
Stop the week just like a Monday
Sweet like cream, no Sunday
No that boy don't want no gunplay
Jump in the trap like a bungee
Dope with some bullets, no relay
She suck on that dick with a scrunchy
We with the war like a three day
Catch you were lackin' and lurkin'
Know you get paid on a Wednesday
Warhol pulled up with the Uzi
I just pulled up with a AK
No we don't play with no handgun
Draco, you know where I'm from
Light your ass up like a honey bun
Eat your ass up like a honey bun, for real
Sure they say friends, but niggas is enemies
Can't fuck with these niggas
I know they ain't feelin' me
The chopper gon' hit him, he had an epiphany
I fuck your lil bitch
Yeah I think her name Tiffany
Run up on me boy you know an enemy
Two TECs with me they think I'm a referee
I took your hoe so she be iggin' me
High as a bitch she look just like Iggy
Hello, it's me, these hoes be diggin' me
I only want top
I don't know where that pussy be
I fuck her one time then that hoe gotta beat
Baby go home and leave on ur feet
And god, shit, oh she looking at me
With that car but fuck a baby daddy
Or Imma pick up the bag like a caddy
Bussin' on Percocet, mix it with Addy

Pull out 47, I bust out the trunk
I answer my phone for the plug and he front
Put three in the bag when
I'm smoking on Runtz
I drippin' the gas, put plates with face
He mad, I put him in limbo don't make it
I only want the blues, pockets is racist
Tell her now eat on the dick come taste it

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