roadrunner ft. Nesto & Kev27 Lyrics

Yuh

Going up, going up quick quick

Buck ten on the dash, flash

Vibing out on my own shit

Only going straight up

Steady scheming with my bros

Only focusing on M's, that's music and millies concealing my soul

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Going up, going up quick quick

Buck ten on the dash, flash

Vibing out on my own shit

Only going straight up

Steady scheming with my bros

Only focusing on M's, that's music and millies concealing my soul

Not none of you hoes

She got the benz, i got the beamer, i like the way that we moving

Fuck all ya friends, i got the heater, i'm going dumb when im shooting

The car loud andn my dank is too

Show your face, and they'll hate you too

You better jump 'fo I make you do it

No scars but i been through it

Swallow the bottle still under the limit

I'm the roadrunner, I peep and I'm in it

Moving too quick and i'm there in a minute

Hop out the coupe and she's already bitching

Hopped out the coupe and she's already bitching?

Hop on the snap n i'm already switching

Pick up your bitch and then we on a mission

She sending you pictures like look what you missing

Seen her run across the lawn

High tops

She get in the car and say it's been too long

Dry docked

She jump in the back when I play her this song

Why not?

Whip sounding like a concert, screaming fan nothing wrong

Came through the pain, made it out brand new

Squeaky clean like my rental, I'm that cool

Got a bad bitch from New Orleans

I got a new glock and it's foreign

Kicking down doors, sneaking through your halls

Finding all your whores

Grabbing all the swords, we going war

Funny thing is a bitch did me like that

Fucked with my head, but I'm getting my life back

Somewhere in between life and death is where i'm at

Just chilling getting rest while i'm smoking on some wax

And i'm from NYC, fuck, what you mean?

Keep a K like Pop, 'cause we shooting at your beam, pussy

Yuh

Going up, going up quick quick

Buck ten on the dash, flash

Vibing out on my own shit

Only going straight up

Steady scheming with my bros

Only focusing on M's, that's music and millies concealing my soul

Whoa, whoa, whoa

Going up, going up quick quick

Buck ten on the dash, flash

Vibing out on my own shit

Only going straight up

Steady scheming with my bros

Only focusing on M's, that's music and millies concealing my soul

Not none of you hoes