onarun

[Intro]
(why do you keep saying you’re ready to die?)
Aye

[Verse]
How many grams can you fit in one blunt?
How many bad bitches wanna have my son?
I spend this cash as soon as the shit come
They say “damn rokkout, boy you on the run”
He sold his soul cause he was running low on money
I run it up, I pop my shit, I can’t shut up
I’m overly balling but I need another bucket
I lost my bracelet and I dirtied up my shoes
Ball up top but i’m not Elliot Cadeau
Brought a dub in cash cause fuck I look like loosing?
Smoking moon rocks, I just landed on the moon
We just found out where you stay, you better not move
It’s the summer time, you know i’m in that mode
Woah, I say
Boy you need to shoot your jeweler, tell em “it’s fugazi“
Why play?
Why you playing games baby? we could of been a thing
I just upped the score but i’m not Lebron James
I look in that, all the white hoes on the stage
He don’t want real smoke, gave em fork, steak
I ain’t even ate
It’s 8 in the morning, I just hopped off the plane
No i’m far from home because i’m macho with no flame
I just rolled a stupid ass blunt up, it look like sage
I don’t fuck with niggas, I just kick it with my snake
I’m off rubbing chicken, it just kicked in, I can’t lie
One thing about this life, nobody make it out alive
She said [?] her eyes, i tasted, LOL, i’m dying
Bitch you gotta kill me, that’s the only way i’m gon stop
Having all this paper but I don’t know how to drive
Told her wet her jaws, I don’t wanna see her drawls
If I pull up baby just know I cannot stay long
Slatt