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[verse 1: runtz]
i’m a king like it says on a jd bag
took two pulls got sent to the backrooms, what did my man put in my pack
it’s crazy the way that they lovin’ the music sh_t, beat just laced with crack
quick 1_2 with the plug just pass me the ball, hash and it come too dank, might bill it and inhale that
boujee studio, back then it was bake in the bedroom i feel brand new
mom’s chattin’ bout is there a plan?
now we just spit and the p come through
crazy hot in the booth, f_ck sake why there ain’t ac in the stu?
l ping me the ball, shoot like carnus
we bout to blow real soon

[verse 2: lk]
choppaz, hit like coleman squeeze it, i got the stick with the mandem adhesive
vault full of heat streets sayin’ rеlease it, ridin’ the wavе, rudeboy i ain’t seasick
see it, i want it, i need it
cop that, tryna see stacks increasin’
bare loud in the stu man’s wheezin’, firm that, cuh i gotta get them p’s in
i gotta go out and get it no tic, the plug on direct debit
b_tch, my phone on mute, dont ring if you bell it, we stay outside don’t beg it
can’t name me a verse i ain’t sh_ll, runtz just put it in a cross man head it
private shubs, invite only, them man stuck in the yard on reddit

[chorus: runtz]
runtz:
3.5 in my side bag d_mn that stinks (uhh)
nuff of the time man stash loud packs might skate to the shubs no rink
my bank expands, your ting shrink, too much dress now your bank look sick
boss had the iv drip, too lit, f_ck it up like yg did
lz and runtz on the track, get spin
[verse 3: lk & runtz]
lk:
got t on the beat as well, need me a bad one, blu cantrell
and true say i been needin’ a t break, loud in the room i might as well
bossman aux crtl, crtl, step in the shubs’s high as h_ll
ciroq with the ice that’s mine as well, will this rap thing blow only time will tell
will this rap thing pop, inshallah
tryna see all the gang them winnin’
quick toke on the scottie pippen, them man skunked don’t know why they trippin’
me and runtz on the beat that’s twin just spinnin’, john cena i been chillin’
fresh pack that sayin they shippin’, amazon fresh how the pack stay stinkin’

runtz:
always said that i can’t but i can, nearly a mil on my debut track
bonnie n clyde was in like two hours, time is money, i need my stack
we still ain’t missed, these rappers p_ssed cuz they know they can’t match my swag
who’s that in the back, it’s man, cuh i’m way too fried don’t look in my bag f_cks sake
too late for a wake and bake, amount of time that i spent with the fakes
she’s hurt, in a state, oh sh_t my fault like quakes
peak, it’s her loss like drake, medusa, cut the head right off the snake
stinky pack, from l.a., dueces for bros take that to the face

[chorus: runtz]
3.5 in my side bag d_mn that stinks (uhh)
nuff of the time man stash loud packs might skate to the shubs no rink
my bank expands, your ting shrink, too much dress now your bank look sick
boss had the iv drip, too lit, f_ck it up like yg did
lz and runtz on the track, get spin

- crtl

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