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Purple Runtz Lyrics


Foogiano Purple Runtz

[Intro]
(This is Authentic, nigga)
Yeah
(Authentic or nothin')
(Go dummy, Kyle)

[Chorus]
Break a Backwood down and fill it up with purple Runtz (Runtz)
I've been thugging since a runt (Runt)
Nigga try to pull a stunt (Huh?)
I'ma blow his f..ckin' back out like I'm finna blow this f..ckin' blunt (Boom)
And my niggas bangin' Blood (Huh?)
Like that time of the month (Ugh)
You don't wanna see my runts (Nah)
They eat a nigga up for lunch (Huh?)
They bitin' down until it crunch (Ugh)
They won't let up until it's done (Huh?)
The mayor, boy, I get it done (What?)
I told them niggas not to try me (Huh?)
These rudies ready for a body (What?)
They wipe you off and set you slimy (Slimy)
Yeah, wipe you off and set you slimy (Hey)

[Verse]
The mayor, I'm the trending topic (Huh?)
That's why these bitches on my body (What?)
She ride me like a Kawasaki (Vroom)
I beat that pussy like I'm Bobby (Uh)
I'm drippin' on them, boy, its toxic (Drip)
I pop a Perc', she pop a Roxy (Pop)
She brown as hell, I call her foxy (Ugh)
I pull it out, and boy, she mop it (Ugh)
Mmm, ho, I got twenty in my pocket (Racks)
Try to take what's in my pocket (Huh?)
I pull it out and I'ma pop it (Boom, boom)
Hey, I call the rudes and they gon' shoot (Boom)
Have 'em shakin', Uncle Luke (Huh?)
He say he gangster, where the proof? (Ho)
Yeah, the mayor, boy, I get the job done (Huh?)
Ask your bae, boy, I'm a home run
I hit that pussy like a home run (Huh?)
Like Meghan Trainor, I got them troops (Huh?)
You Patrick, nigga, you a goose (Bitch)
I send them runts, they never lose
[Chorus]
Break a Backwood down and fill it up with purple Runtz (Runtz)
I've been thugging since a runt (Runt)
Nigga try to pull a stunt (Huh?)
I'ma blow his f..ckin' back out like I'm finna blow this f..ckin' blunt (Boom)
And my niggas bangin' Blood (Huh?)
Like that time of the month (Ugh)
You don't wanna see my runts (Nah)
They eat a nigga up for lunch (Huh?)
They bitin' down until it crunch (Ugh)
They won't let up until it's done (Huh?)
The mayor, boy, I get it done (What?)
I told them niggas not to try me (Huh?)
These rudies ready for a body (What?)
They wipe you off and set you slimy (Slimy)
Yeah, wipe you off and set you slimy (Hey)


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