Og Ted - RUNNERS (feat. Allenouthere) Lyrics

Ayy, my denim cost 200 and my hoodie cost 350
And my new bitch came from Nova and my Glock came with extension
Check the score, this ain't a scrimmage, y'all been down for a minute
I break bread with all my niggas, we don't do no penny pinchin
She eat dick and dinner niggas, hit the bitch and gave her back
Bitch, I'm out in L.A, got a Glock up in this fanny pack
Nigga talkin' hoppin, he a bitch, so why he sayin' that
Walk up out the door, I got that stick, I get the sprayin' that
Walk up in the studio, like, that's hard, nigga, play that back
We gon' drop a bomb where his mama and his daddy at
Stick up in my cars and my pickup like we made a wreck
His bitch up in my car, he keep callin, she gon' block his ass
Niggas, bitches in the studio, bitches show me booty, ho
Bitches showin' ass and titties, got freaky bitches kissin' bitches
In the city with my blunt off, my bra on with my gun off
Find no motherf*ckin' money, don't call my phone, cause I won't come out
I came in this bitch with my brother, switchin' bitches, let me swap out
With the members, not no citizens, we don't do the internet
Hop off, shoot the innocent, this shit never got into this
My bitch, she mad at me, can't give a f*ck, so I'm like, f*ck that money
Talk, it's Rush Hour, it's on Friday, I'm Chris Tucker
Check, I'm finna f*ckin' spend, kick a bitch, Jackie Chan
Hey, from my side of the club, they won't let him in
It's touch every dollar, we split the deposit, I came in the club and I came with my shotters
Allen, Ari, Artie, Steve, Tevin and Devin, I came with my talent
Everything good, Kuna Matata, I'm in the hood, where you was not at
Niggas is bombs, all of these niggas my sons, I'm your father, your honor
I'm your father, your honor