Runtz lyrics

[Intro]
Eugh
Huh
(Kahleation)

[Chorus]
I just step on the block I’m f*cking fitted up
They put a band on my head I ain’t touched
I got a bad b*tch I got a crush
I got some money I bought that ho lunch
Equip the bankroll then I go everywhere I want
I smoke on Captain Crunch
Slapped the f*ck n*gga out at brunch
I f*ck with the grabba, that sh*t got punch
I mix up the wawa with the runtz

[Verse]
Push up east side, got every strain
She f*ck with the lame n*gga she is a lame
I’m in white line, I ain’t in lane you know GSP finna call up the gang
They be in and off the court young n*gga ball for the plays or ball for the money
Bad b*tch I just went got me a honey
Bags on they head, go get 'em off of me
And my young n*gga smoke on broccoli
And these big n*ggas think they could boss me
And I used to be shopping at Ross
Now a young n*gga ball out Balenci’
f*ck up the whole crew, they diss me
They be b*tching, they say I be cloning
Send a blitz everyday got em posting
They be lying ‘bout what they be posting
Whole time these n*ggas be b*tches
Had to trap off Motorola
I was fat as f*ck, sipping on soda
I get tatted I’m taking yo’ b*tch
Got me f*cked up I just got my drip up
(yuh)
[Chorus]
I just step on the block I’m f*cking fitted up
They put a band on my head I ain’t touched
I got a bad b*tch I got a crush
I got some money I bought that ho lunch
Equip the bankroll then I go everywhere I want
I smoke on Captain Crunch
Slapped the f*ck n*gga out at brunch
I f*ck with the grabba that sh*t got punch
I mix up the wawa with the runtz