Runtz

[Intro: Swervo Flocca & Kay Flock]
(Elvis)
Grrr, pow, pow, pow, pow
Like, like what? Like hollon
Pow
Hey, go get a coat, Sha EK
That bum ass green goose shit
I’m tired of that shit
Next time, I see you with that shit
I’ma beat up ya mother

[Chorus: Swervo Flocca]
Catch me an opp, I bet he get hurt (Like what?)
That’s on bro, I’ma do him the worse (On bro)
Rah went out, he got left like a skirt (Pow)
2 shots hit him, he got popped like perc, like (Pow, pow, pow)
And, I ain’t gon’ front (Like what?)
Mention my bro, I’ma go on a hunt (Damn)
Lotti got poked, nigga, pick up the blunt (Damn)
If I catch Yus Gz, he get turned into runtz, like (Damn)

[Verse 1: Swervo Flocca]
Lil’ David got beat with the cane (Pow)
Eli got beat out his haines (Pow, pow, pow)
Rah went out nigga died by thе flame (Graah, graah)
Soon as it track, shit, fuck up his brain (Graah-graah, boom)
And, I ain't gon’ let up (Like what?)
Catch mе an opp, I’ma aim for his neck up (Like hollon)
2 shots hit him and that nigga can’t get up (Pow)
I dont got my Glock, I ain't totin’ barettas, like

[Chorus: Swervo Flocca]
Catch me an opp, I bet he get hurt (Damn)
Thats on bro, I’ma do him the worse
Rah went out, he got left like a skirt
2 shots hit him, he got popped like perc, like
And, I ain’t gon’ front
Mention my bro, I’ma go on a hunt
Lotti got poked, nigga, pick up the blunt
If I catch Yus Gz, he get turned into runtz

[Verse 2: Swervo Flocca]
Like, hollon, don’t trip
She wanna fuck ‘cause she say I’ma crip
Ima blow on her back while I squeeze on her tits (Pow)
If she try to line me, she gon die by this grip, like (Pow, pow, pow)
Knockas on knockas and flockas on flockas
Whole lotta shots, you get sent to the doctor
Edot a bitch, nigga, is an imposter
No NLE but I keep me a choppa
Catch EK, I’ma blow like the next
After you, I’ma come for the rest (Pow, pow, pow)
Whole lotta shots, so, im bringin’ a TEC
Spin through, hollows fly through ya’ chest (Graah-graah)
Like, it’s ‘bout to get nasty (Graah)
Don’t got my knock, I’ma have to move crafty (Graah-graah, boom)
Can't go out Like Rah, he got left in the backseat (Like what?)
Like, I ain't takin’ no taxi (Damn)
If he try to front, then, it’s ‘bout to get Cali (Graah-graah)
I’m dumpin’ the spot and she dropping them addies
One false move, so, I move real Aggy
Hollon, bitch, I move real Aggy

[Chorus: Swervo Flocca]
Catch me an opp, I bet he get hurt
Thats on bro, I’ma do him the worse
Rah went out, he got left like a skirt
2 shots hit him, he got popped like perc, like
And, I ain’t gon’ front
Mention my bro, I’ma go on a hunt
Lotti got poked, nigga, pick up the blunt
If I catch Yus Gz, he get turned into runtz

[Outro: Swervo Flocca]
Pow, pow, pow, pow
If I catch Yus Gz, he get turned into runtz
Stupid fat discombobulated bitch
Fuck you talkin’ ‘bout