Goddess FIJI - Road Runner lyrics

Bitch look at me & she know im from the Gutta
Look at some pants with a smirk
You would think I am Gunna
Way my shots fired you would
Think im a gunner
So much dope they all think im a runner
Im here for the meal
You just tryna escape like road runner
You stopped making rap when I made
A diss song you a stunna
You calling your bros for a beat
While im calling yo mama
Hittin’ that brain I beat her till
She up to a trauma
You can try me up you end up on a drama
Say she want me & want me to
Tell her how I want her
She ask for a bag well you know imma drop her
Im nuttin’ too fast now hoe call me the jober
Whеn I run out her crib boy
I look like a jogger
Thе way I talk shit make
Me look like a blogger
That pussy look? I’ll tell you
When I fucked her got all her nudes & you
Don’t have her number?
The way I treat her she
Would think Im a lover
Take out my wound I think Im Harry Potter
Cash got no ring but Im married to the money
She in love with my dick so
She hate when Im cumming
Or to her crib always late when im coming
Don’t ask my type
I don’t know what im loving
Track like my hoes I dunno when to stop it

Too much dope & im loosing my braincells
Set up my bitch, she leavin you brain dead
Is it love? I don’t know & I can’t tell
Boys at your door like a mailman
Ask for my time, I dunno what to tell em
Set em a start they still
Think that I failed em
Fail is succes & success is a failure
The way I talk shit make me look like a hater
She want it so rough you would
Think that I hate her
Hey, she a fountain it’s so wet you
Would think that I ate her
Goddess It’s only right that I
Think that I made her