Road Runner (feat. RoccHead)
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Way whattup boi That ain't global warming That's my vocals forming Boi, you Otis, no one came to see your show performance (They ain't) Hit the game winning shot, lead the team in total scoring Putting rappers lights out, how I make my glow enormous Took the crown no voting for it (Ain't none) We get in motion for it (We moving) I'm from the Rock, they want yo spot they get the blowing for it You told the city lies I came through and exposed those stories (I proved it) Nobody walked em before us, we paved the roads to glory (We do) Huh, spitting sixteens It's like I'm whipping them ki's Them rappers ain't viscous as me My rhythm and schemes Gone have us living pristine This shit can get deep, the Rock steep, you know the devil seduct I heard under pressure they bust Them rappers ain't ready for us Roll a L for the rush She calming me down with her delicate touch We re-rock the tape then put it back out and we sell the deluxe Niggas rapping on songs bout actions in streets That they seldom conduct (Ain't seen it) We running the city, ain't sharing the crown we selfish as f*ck Off the dope, and the Trone, hell no I ain't no not role model Cook up coke, in the yo, microphone is like the stove top and Moving dope, round the globe, I be nervous Interpol watching 815, That's the whole plot and We been on the road mobbing The road We been on the, the road (Mobbing) Rocchead, Rocchead Rocchead, Rocchead They run they mouth open to close She see the kid she jump out her clothes Catch a nigga lacking down bad at the sto Winter time still got shots in my coat Long live the shooter how far you can throw Beam on the gun how far you gone go Pop out dripping from head to toe F*ck me and my brother like, yeah, so Probably tryna suck dick cause she know I got talent I ain't checking for these hoes, I be checking my balance These niggas chipmunks, remind me of Alvin They don't want to play with Lz that little nigga violent If foe nem say f*ck em, then f*ck em I might just reach out and touch him Real drank no Robitussin Shots fired I ain't doing no tussling (Rocchead) Off the dope, and the Trone, hell no I ain't no not role model Cook up coke, in the yo, microphone is like the stove top and Moving dope, round the globe, I be nervous Interpol watching 815, That's the whole plot and We been on the road mobbing The road We been on the, the road (Mobbing) Rocchead
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