Road Runner lyrics

( Verse 1 )
b*tch look at me & she know im from the Gutta
Look at some pants with a smirk you would think I am Gunna
Way my shots fired you would think im a gunner
So much dope they all think im a runner
Im here for the meal, you just tryna escape like road runner
You stopped making rap when I made a diss song you a stunna
You calling your bros for a beat while im calling yo mama
Hittin’ that brain I beat her till she up to a trauma
You can try me up you end up on a drama
Say she want me & want me to tell her how I want her
She ask for a bag well you know imma drop her
Im nuttin’ too fast now hoe call me the jober
Whеn I run out her crib boy I look like a jogger
Thе way I talk sh*t make me look like a blogger
That pus*y look? I’ll tell you when I f*cked her
Got all her nudes & you don’t have her number?
The way I treat her she would think Im a lover
Take out my wound I think Im Harry Potter
Cash got no ring but Im married to the money
She in love with my di*k so she hate when Im c*mming
Or to her crib always late when im coming
Don’t ask my type, I don’t know what im loving
Track like my hoes I dunno when to stop it

( Verse 2 )
Too much dope & im loosing my braincells
Set up my b*tch, she leavin you brain dead
Is it love? I don’t know & I can’t tell
Boys at your door like a mailman
Ask for my time, I dunno what to tell em
Set em a start they still think that I failed em
Fail is succes & success is a failure
The way I talk sh*t make me look like a hater
She want it so rough you would think that I hate her
Hey, she a fountain it’s so wet you would think that I ate her
Goddess It’s only right that I think that I made her