RUNTZ FREESTYLE

[Verse 1: 83HADES]

Yeah I swear to god that I will not cooperate
Just make sure it's good when you muhfuckin’ talk with me
You got my dick in your mouth tryna talk like me
When I tuck that grip and now you wanna walk away
I swear to god that I got the big racks and they all up your money ain't tall to me
Ain't gon’ reply cuz they seem like some narcs to me
Ready to die bitch I'm shootin' no archery
I'm sippin' on Wockhardt you be workin' hardly
Takin' my eyes off the road who's in front of me?
You pay me now I am with none that fronting G
Off of the yola I stay on the upper G
I’m with your shawty I think she in love with me
Bitches be fuckin’ but still tryna fuck with me
But I am not with that cuffin' shit
She actin’ government, slump a bitch if she won't play with me
You are a rendition, I'm the first edition
I'm the first that did it
Mixin’ up the pot, I'm coolin' in the kitchen
Why are all these rappers talkin' like they winnin'?
Said that you were up, I robbed you now you isn't
I told 'em listen, mama had told me go get it
I had to get out the trenches
I had to get to my riches
Fuck all these bitches
I put that shit to the side and got ignant
Pull up to the scene bitch I don't leave no witness
If you're in her DMs I swear I'm up in it
Big 83 bitch I been 'bout my business
You look like you sick you should head to the clinic
You look like you bitch you didn't talk for a minute
Really like to stack how I don't have no limit
Really like to trap out the whip cuz it's tinted
I am not religious
And they tryna to copy my style so I remix it
My lips are sealed bitch I ain't tellin' no secrets
We all got guns I ride round with my four demons
Yo bitch ain't gettin' off she wanted more semen
Why they be sleepin' on me like they all dreamin'?
Why they be testing me with my AR (?)?
Cut off like vasectomy won't give you no reasons
They be all dissin' online but they don't mean it
They like to say they got dogs and then don't feed 'em
I'm puttin' in work I be trappin' out Four Seasons
I'm wearin' this mask bitch I feel like an extremist
How many bitches I've fucked is an achievement
I got these bands and they way past the ceilin'
All my fans are the best hope that we're in agreement
I might snake on your ho cuz I'm feelin' facetious
Bro I got your 8-ball bagged up where are we meetin'?

[Beat Change]

I swear these simps will do anything for a nut
Blade out why you actin' like you can't be cut?
I had to use my fuckin' stick to get me out the mud
Shawty came and topped me up she know she came in clutch
Breakin' down the powder this the part where I'm gon add the cut
Bitches gas about me on the net like I'ma give two fucks
Almost had it last year I feel like I'm the Milwaukee Bucks
Tell me to pull up I'm slidin' in just like a hockey puck
Let me see your ass shawty let me get up in the muff
Just like Mortal Kombat when I'm killin' how I finished up
Shawty gimme brain until that bitch is really dumb
You cannot back up all that barkin' bitch I been a mutt
She get real seducive shawty finna make my dick go up
I can't be a bust, all my music finna get blown up
I ain't sorry that it hit you I'm the one that told your ass to duck
Now he got a big ass fuckin' hole where his heart was
Now you got a big ass fuckin' pole cuz you stole funds
Froze bait when the Jakes come cuz he won't run
Promise I am higher everyday I fuckin' smoke Runtz
Boy you are broke you over there smokin' roast blunts

[Verse 2: Yung Bambi]
Bad bitch wanna throw it on a nigga for a real one
Think she smokin' on my dick but bitch that's my MAC gun
Smokin' on the gas bitch yuh this a fat one
Pussy nigga watch it 'fore a real nigga cap one
I know that's yo bitch and she wanna throw back some
Mothers cryin' cuz we left 'em with no son
Toss me the gram in the court yeah the whole one
Don't ask me 'bout these niggas no I don't know none
The way that she bounce on my dick yeah she rode one
She rode me a milf yeah I love me an old one
All of my niggas ride out through the night
Got them pistols and choppas and K's and the sights
Creepin' and lurkin' they come through your hood
12 A.M. that's the midnight
Off the perky and I'm feelin' right
Fuckin' yo bitch and that pussy so tight
Off of the coke and I'm high as a kite
Bad bitch, nah I can't fuck with no dyke
Savage, how she take the dick all night
Manic, bitch you can see it in my eyes
Fufu niggas you can tell by they lies
Snake ass niggas you can tell how they hide
Everything with me in the whip when I ride
All my niggas is killas, ho homicide
Fuckin' yo bitch oh she love to comply
I'm lovin' that ass yeah that shit so wild