Ayy, yeah, uh, uh I’m a runner to the money Count digits and sh**, that’s sunny I get more than ever wanted Eat dinner, I’m bout my Funyuns I ain’t speaking on these b**hes Less hundreds, just in the duffle More important Sit in meetings and tell ‘em don’t move a muscle Now I’m ballin’, all my exes don’t call ‘em or send a message (hello?) Can’t s** ‘em or arrest ‘em I promise I’m somewhere flexing Add it up, then load the western I’m fiending the latest stretch up Bop these b**hes on the daily Don’t trust ‘em, these girls be faking I smoke inner dope and outer dope My money long, no uzi song Tatted on his face, he tried to hit me with the baby strokes Uno up you, losing hoe Paid in full, Margiela’s on He ain’t rocking, you ain’t popping I’ma walk in, vibe alone I ain’t friendly, but I’m pretty, little b**h pick your face up You ain’t got no money, cause you funny, get your weight up f** a nine to five, you ain’t no lick you better shake some Hating on me, a different wave, you could never take none I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh!) I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh!) I ain’t sweating a n***a who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em? I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh) I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh) I ain’t sweating a n***a who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em? b**h! I got thirties, I got k’s, b**h I get slayed n***a on my tip, want to f** me on another day Off the henny, so she get loose Diamond studs up on my shoe AP light, I lit the booth Back and forth, what you gon’ do? b**hes fake, b**hes opps Bust her top like she a pop Kiss my a**, I’m at the top Ain’t give me sh**, I had to watch Petty rumors is deceiving Drop the top, let’s pave the ceiling Maybe but just keep him willing Drop them tapes, them sh**s be k**ing Hating on me, you broke Lil’ b**h did some money sport You gon’ have to pick a source You gon’ have to get endorsed Keep it G, I’m a freak I might let him lick my feet Put your head up on the seat Run your mouth, you get deceased I ain’t waiting for it If the doll’s in this b**h, he gon’ pay for it Put your n***a on my roster, I’m gon’ take yours I ain’t fighting for no title, I just claim it Really banging, really co*ky if you hate me (b**h) I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh) I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh) I ain’t sweating a n***a who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em? I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh) I’m a road runner, I be running to the money (uh) I ain’t sweating a n***a who ain’t balling I ain’t calling ‘em Ain’t no love, in the money, honey why you stalking ‘em?