"MIA Runtz" lyrics
(feat. Leesta)
[Intro:]
You slayed this one
Greenlnd
[Iayze:]
I'm a big dog, like bitch, I got that rank, oh
Sippin' on Wock, sippin' on Wock, that drank, oh
I'm too well off, got a couple racks in the safe, oh
So much racks that I damn near broke the bank, oh
Goin' too fast, I done damn near broke the Wraith, oh
Give a couple bands to my lawyer to drop that case, oh
I got a 762 on me, I'll walk it out
Heard he be with the opps, then we can't talk it out
Gettin' on my nerves, bitch there ain't shit to talk about
That shit for the birds, [?] walk it out
Countin' guap like a nerd, just know it's money all around
Bitch, fuck what you heard, [?] pint now, bitch you know it's expensive
They say I'm MVP, [?] in the middle
[?]
Z19, hell nah, boy, we not finna wrestle
Fuck around, die in a Scat, bitch, got a pedal to the metal, yeah
[Leesta:]
Yeah, it don't mean nothin'
Look up to the goats like I'ma be one
Fucked your main bitch and her friend, we had a threesome
Labels offering me deals but I don't need one
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep truck
Out in Tampa with my boys, we pourin' threes up
And my brody tote a choppa like he tryna cut some trees up
Really tryna quit the lean, cup [?] made me seize it
Prolly thought that he was finna beat us
'Til we started them SRTs up
New Givenchy, I don't rock Adidas
Fuckin' this bitch, she tryna meet up
All the labels fuckin' with me, now they tryna meet up
But if it ain't a million on the table, I'm kickin' my feet up
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep, we 'bout to re-up
Gettin' topped up in a Benzy by a Diva with deep cuts
And I know they talkin' down like they could easily beat us
Brand new Jeep, SRT, truck won't pull over, I speed up
Why they halfway fuckin' with me like they waitin' for me to heat up?
Why I ride around in Wraiths with dirty cuts like I can't clean up?
Brody took a break from rapping, turned into a lean plug
And shorty told me that she need love, but it don't mean nothin'
You slayed this one
Greenlnd
[Iayze:]
I'm a big dog, like bitch, I got that rank, oh
Sippin' on Wock, sippin' on Wock, that drank, oh
I'm too well off, got a couple racks in the safe, oh
So much racks that I damn near broke the bank, oh
Goin' too fast, I done damn near broke the Wraith, oh
Give a couple bands to my lawyer to drop that case, oh
I got a 762 on me, I'll walk it out
Heard he be with the opps, then we can't talk it out
Gettin' on my nerves, bitch there ain't shit to talk about
That shit for the birds, [?] walk it out
Countin' guap like a nerd, just know it's money all around
Bitch, fuck what you heard, [?] pint now, bitch you know it's expensive
They say I'm MVP, [?] in the middle
[?]
Z19, hell nah, boy, we not finna wrestle
Fuck around, die in a Scat, bitch, got a pedal to the metal, yeah
[Leesta:]
Yeah, it don't mean nothin'
Look up to the goats like I'ma be one
Fucked your main bitch and her friend, we had a threesome
Labels offering me deals but I don't need one
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep truck
Out in Tampa with my boys, we pourin' threes up
And my brody tote a choppa like he tryna cut some trees up
Really tryna quit the lean, cup [?] made me seize it
Prolly thought that he was finna beat us
'Til we started them SRTs up
New Givenchy, I don't rock Adidas
Fuckin' this bitch, she tryna meet up
All the labels fuckin' with me, now they tryna meet up
But if it ain't a million on the table, I'm kickin' my feet up
Smokin' MIA Runtz in a Jeep, we 'bout to re-up
Gettin' topped up in a Benzy by a Diva with deep cuts
And I know they talkin' down like they could easily beat us
Brand new Jeep, SRT, truck won't pull over, I speed up
Why they halfway fuckin' with me like they waitin' for me to heat up?
Why I ride around in Wraiths with dirty cuts like I can't clean up?
Brody took a break from rapping, turned into a lean plug
And shorty told me that she need love, but it don't mean nothin'
