ROADRUNNER + lyrics

[Intro: Mississippi and Louisiana State Penitentiaries Prisoners]
Well, it's early in the mor-, in the mornin'
Baby, when I rise, Lordy mama
Well, it's early every mor--in
The mornin'
R-in a my right side, well-a
Well-a, it's-a, Lordy, Ro-Lordy-Berta
Well, it's Lord, you keep a-talkin' (Baby)
Well, it's Lord, Ro-Lordy-Rosie
Well, it's, oh Lord, Gal, well-a
He gonna rise and fly, sugar
He gonna rise and fly, well-a
Well the eagle on the dollar-quarter
He gonna rise and fly, well-a...

[Chorus]
Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn, now
Me and my partners, we breakin' booze in the foreign (Uh)
Wildin' on n*ggas, we breakin' bones in the paint (Yeah)
Umbilical cords, we cut these n*ggas off, wait (Yuh)
f*ckin' your b*tch, f*ckin' that b*tch, no fame (Yuh)
She suckin' my di*k so good, she leave me with no brain (Uh-uh)
Comin' up in that b*tch's throat with precise aim (Right)
f*ck these f*ckboys and f*ck these b*tches, they be lame

[Post-Chorus]
Roadrunnin' the road, like rollin' drama with hoes (Yuh)
Rock up on my sh*t and see it equipped with a thermal scope (Phew)
Bullets they bald, bullets they bald like Amber Rose (Huh)
Brodies f*ck up and these b*tches leave me alone (Uh)
[Verse]
You a dumb n*gga (Dumbass), leave a hole in your chest (Yeah)
When you walk around the block, n*ggas know who the best (Uh-huh)
You a lil' boy (Lil' boy), can't f*ck with little boys (Uh-uh)
When you walk around the block, you got little toys
Itty bitty boy (Bitty boy), I skirt in the ho (In the ho)
I beat the pus*y though, I make the pressure blow (Pressure blow)
n*gga, what you know? (What you know?) n*gga, let me know (Let me know)
I got two Glocks, switchblades in my clothes (In my clothes)

[Chorus]
Okay, it's early in the morning, just the crack of dawn, now
Me and my partners, we breakin' booze in the foreign (Uh)
Wildin' on n*ggas, we breakin' bones in the paint (Yeah)
Umbilical cords, we cut these n*ggas off, wait (Yuh)
f*ckin' your b*tch, f*ckin' that b*tch, no flame (Yuh)
She suckin' my di*k so good, she leave me with no brain (Uh-uh)
Comin' up in this b*tch's mouth with precise aim (Right)
f*ck these f*ckboys and f*ck these b*tches, they be lame