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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ja’Milleun Wilson
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Lyrics
Blowing runtz in the wind turnt off the traction this bitch finna spin
Modded the stick this bitch gotta Zen
Same blood but barely fuck with my kin
Spared his ass once won't do it again
Foot on they neck they ion stand a chance
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Uhhh blowing runtz in the wind turnt off the traction this bitch finna spin
Modded the stick this bitch gotta Zen
Same blood but barely fuck with my kin
Spared his ass once won't do it again
Foot on they neck they ion stand a chance
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Streets say he got chased out his shoes
Go live on the net end up live on the news
Riding with a puncher he spotted a lick
Rabbit out the hat like a magic trick
Getting close to the dream I know that they sick
Crazy how the world go from dick to dick
Love me or leave I ain't got time for that shii
Got a play to go make so talk to me quick
Yea yea I heard that lil shii
They garden snakes and I'm slimey as shii
Youn trust me I wouldn't trust me either
Hood superstar I might hit up Adidas
Play me close Imma send you to Jesus This button set it off like Queen Latifah
Don't inhale in the smoke I promise its lethal
Run as far you can but can't hide from the reaper
Tick tock you done ran out of time They easy to kill just hard to find
Can't move how I move I'm one of a kind
Gave em head start and they still fell behind
He run off batteries his OG his mind Flonking em out he I'll crash in due time
Judge sparing change she done gave em a dime
Your mans got a bond yeen put a dime
Uhhh Blowing runtz in the wind turnt off the traction this bitch finna spin
Modded the stick this bitch gotta Zen
Same blood but barely fuck with my kin
Spared his ass once won't do it again
Foot on they neck they ion stand a chance
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Uhhh blowing runtz in the wind turnt off the traction this bitch finna spin
Modded the stick this bitch gotta Zen
Same blood but barely fuck with my kin
Spared his ass once won't do it again
Foot on they neck they ion stand a chance
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Kicked down the door and let my brothers in
Up with me cause we was all down
BLE living built this from the ground
Solo dolo but da blrdd got some rounds
When I ain't investing its pistols and pounds
If your motive ain't money ion need you around
Whole lotta 7's we after the jackpot Za up 1 2 High as a astronaut
Ball in your court you a halve or a halve not
Push up trim my pockets got Martin knots
Loudest one in the room be brokest
I see through the smoke my 3rd eye open
Push start the whip Imma drive like its stolen
Come kiss the ring I been scoring like Jokić
Feelings on mute cant collide with the motion
Bring me a skull wanna earn a promotion
Been masked down way before covid
Writer(s): Ja’milleun Wilson
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