Runway

[Chorus]
Said she fuck with the song 'cause I'm the one singing, yeah
Got a classy ho, yeah, she got a home training, huh
Whip the Lamb' truck, whip the Lamb' truck
Brodie take the Mercedes
You the best one, you the best one
All the other hoes hatin', huh
I'm in LA right now, shawty, this shit so amazing
I'm at the crib right now, yeah, this shit so crazy, huh
I'ma smoke the blunt right now, it's the only shit I'm facing
I can book your flight right now, I'm just hopin' that you can make it

[Bridge]
I just hope you can pull up on me
I'm just hopin' that you can pull up on me

[Verse]
This shit hot, bitch, got racks on me
Spent the whole advance, I'm still stuntin'
Young nigga can't run out of money
Hit the truck, bih', yeah, the birds comin'
All of my pieces, they run away
All of my thots off the runway
I make fly shit one way
I'll pull up on you one day
Whippin' that ho like a C8
I threw up on my b-day (Oh)
Wake up, ho, it's my b-day (Woah)
I drip her down in Céline, wait
I got priorities, drippin', yeah (Woo)
All of my shit come the same day
She gotta put that shit on me
(Yeah, took her McD's on the first date)

[Chorus]
Said she fuck with the song 'cause I'm the one singing, yeah
Got a classy ho, yeah, she got a home training, huh
Whip the Lamb' truck, whip the Lamb' truck
Brodie take the Mercedes
You the best one, you the best one
All the other hoes hatin', huh
I'm in LA right now, shawty, this shit so amazing
I'm at the crib right now, yeah, this shit so crazy, huh
I'ma smoke the blunt right now, it's the only shit I'm facing
I can book your flight right now, I'm just hopin' that you can make it