ROADRUNNER FREESTYLE Lyrics

Aye cuh, aye cuh that's Based 9Side cuh!

Hollon cuzzo!

You're corny, you're lame

You're a loser

You have no (bleep) and you're a liar

Aye

I can't fold to the pressure, but you bad

Take you on the road, we gon' shop a hunnid bags

Out in Hollywood we pop another hunnid tags

You say you like it better, you ain't missin' what you had

At first I was a dub, getting curved, I'm going sad

Now I gotchu all up on me, tryna turn me to a dad

And you a roadrunner come 'n show me how you dance

And know I'm putting on a show when they send me the advance

Hotel rooms, told me check in at the lobby

They said I'm breaking rules, but nobody ever stopped me

You said you saw me cheating but I promise that was not me

And know my love language when I'm touchin' on yo' body

And I can beat it up at work and I can beat it up in class

And you don't call nobody else, 'cuz I'm the man for the task

And know I'm finna go viral with you baby

And you 'n me forever tied 'Ion care what they say

It's time to put in work

Yeah I'm treating you different, yo past is none of my business

You know I'm not even far

But are you paying attention

You talkin 'bout my intentions I'm tryna ease up the tension

I'm tryna show you what's better I'm tryna stop you from stressing

I'm tryna take you to France

Go head and bring all your friends

It's just summ' about you where I just cannot say no

So wassup?

You sliding with me or what?

So lemme know what it is baby

I can't fold to the pressure, but you bad

Take you on the road, we gon' shop a hunnid bags

Out in Hollywood we pop another hunnid tags

You say you like it better, you ain't missin' what you had

At first I was a dub, getting curved, I'm going sad

Now I gotchu all up on me, tryna turn me to a dad

And you a roadrunner come 'n show me how you dance

And know I'm putting on a show when they send me the advance

I can't fold to the pressure, but you bad

Take you on the road, we gon' shop a hunnid bags

Out in Hollywood we pop another hunnid tags

You say you like it better, you ain't missin' what you had

At first I was a dub, getting curved, I'm going sad

Now I gotchu all up on me, tryna turn me to a dad

And you a roadrunner come 'n show me how you dance

And know I'm putting on a show when they send me the advance