Pink Runtz - BabyTron

Pink Runtz

BabyTron

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Lyric

(It's Hokatiwi)

(Yeah, turn it up, Chang)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, okay

Barcelona

Barcelona gang, yeah

Gang Barcelona, foreign, when we kick it

Yeah, bitch, yeah, okay, yeah

Gang Barcelona, foreign sneaks when we kicking it

Riding 'round like the Men in Black, we equipped with blicks

And it's a laser beam on it, I ain't missing shit

Unc' acrobatic on that block, catch him flipping 'scripts

Cracking black cards, boy, I think these bitches limitless

Five years, I ain't seen him but I heard he still a bitch

I ain't get a thang off yo' plate, I ain't splitting shit

Get rich or die trying, bitch can't get 50 cent

Shit, she can't get a penny

Drop a pint of Wockhardt, I ain't spilling Henny

Lil' freaky bitch off a perc Shit, it's getting messy

You playing with that sack in the field, we would've blitzed already

Fuck a field goal, I want the whole six

I don't want the bitch if she can't eat the whole dick

When you in the field, young dawg, you gotta tote sticks

Hopped out the Lamb', had that bitch on some, woah shit

Off the Runtz, I'm like, oh, shit

No heart but my T-shirt on some Chrome shit

Unky said he finna work magic if the stove lit

I just spent 20K on a rose gold kit

Fucked around and made ten off a parlay

Nuts on her face, treat the bitch like a parfait

I'ma shine out for every single one them dark days

Shit was really easy but they say I took the hard way

Down in L.A with a stick, feeling like Ohtani

Scam this, scam that, I feel like I'm Kwame

Tryna slide and kill a 100 opps, feeling like a Nazi

Off a four, walking 'round looking like a zombie

Casamigos type bitch, she walk around drunk and sloppy

Told my bitch I'ma kill her if she spill a cup of Wocky

7.62s, guarantee that they puncture bodies

Hitman on speed dial 'cause he love them bounties

Huh, drip god, need a roll about me

Bitch heard that I rap, tryna get a roll up out me

She wanna talk but it ain't shit to know about me

Bitch ask for a single thing?

Get a no up out me

You telling hoes, yes, like you Daniel Bryan

Rap star but I came up off of jam and sliding

Knew chemistry, gave a fuck about passing science

Touchdown, touchdown, someone pass the Heisman

Scammed dawg, now his balance minus

Out of town eating alligator, shit, I had to try it

Know he heard me in that widebody, thang passing by him

201, 101, shit, I'm back in sliding

ShittyBoyz chain, two chains, bitch know it's me

Don't think this ever that, ain't no ho in me

No doors on that gladiator, finna float the Jeep

Usually the White Runtz but right now I'm blowing Pink

- It's already the end -