Obama Runtz (feat. Wizz Havinn)

Nigga, nigga

Yeah (yeah)

Cut the small talk, I like cash talk (Big Za)

(Gentle Beatz) yeah

Nigga

Nah, cut the small talk, I like cash talk (money)

Bae, these diamonds hittin', turn the flash off (blink)

I'm like Wayne Dixie, I get bags off

Baby got a pretty face, slim waist, ass off

I'ma get my own sack, bitch, I never had to beg

I ain't taking shit back, bitch, I said what I said (nigga)

I was down bad, and they left your boy for dead

She say, "Girl, that fat nigga keep a loaf of bread"

I still got powerhouses comin' through on mopeds

I'ma still run that check up like I got four legs

Give me any drug, I'ma get it off

I'ma stomp on these fuck nigga every time they piss me off

Bitch, I'm tryna score, I ain't got no time to punt (remember that)

I'm fillin' up my Slapwood with Obama Runtz

Bitch, throw me the alley-oop, yeah

Bitch threw me the alley-oop

I fucked around and dunked

Ooh ooh, drops the sledgehammer!

Come fuck with a boss, pay your rent, baby (pay your rent, baby)

You know I pull up fresher than a mink, baby

Your baby daddy broker than a bitch, baby

You can't see nothin' but diamonds behind these tints, baby

Nah, cut the small talk, I like cash talk (money)

Bae, these diamonds hittin', turn the flash off (bling)

I'm like Wayne Dixie, I get bags off

Baby got a pretty face, slim waist, ass off

I'ma get my own sack, bitch, I never had to beg

I ain't taking shit back, bitch, I said what I said (nigga)

I was down bad, and they left your boy for dead

She say, "Girl, that fat nigga keep a loaf of bread"

This real ice, I don't need a flash for this shit

For this cash, got a bad bitch that'll do a trick

Designer down, I ain't take the tag off this shit (fuck)

They ask me why, 'cause, bitch, I paid a bag for this shit

I'm that type of nigga, get a rap check, go buy a brick

I'm the type of nigga, catch you hatin', I'ma slide your bitch (catch you)

You with this shit or you ain't, pick which side you with

Bag still coming in, all kinda shit (all kinda)

Foreign car driver, pull up all kinda whips

Trap nigga fashion, put on all kinda drip (drip)

Pack do gymnastics, nigga, I'ma make it flip

All these blue hundreds on me, got 'em thinking I'm a Crip

Long live Nip, all I know is hustle (nigga)

Real street nigga, got this shit up off the muscle

All this jewelry on, I ain't got no time to tussle

Lookin' like a bridge, jumping off that motherfucker

Cut the small talk, I like cash talk (money)

Bae, these diamonds hittin', turn the flash off (bling)

I'm like Wayne Dixie, I get bags off

Baby got a pretty face, slim waist, ass off

I'ma get my own sack, bitch, I never had to beg

I ain't taking shit back, bitch, I said what I said (nigga)

I was down bad, and they left your boy for dead

She say, "Girl, that fat nigga keep a loaf of bread"