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Sunday Lyrics by Riddance P.

2020

Cruzzin thru the town
I just copped a fuccin pound
Yah this shii Runtz
And I’m finna roll up
Put that shii up inna blunt
And I’m chillin out front
I’m not even trynna stunt
But yo bitch wanna succ me up
It’s a real nice day
Gotta smile on my face
I hope it don’t run away
It feel like a holiday
I’m just coolin right now
All my stress went away
And I’m so fuccin baked
I’m just sippin on my drank
I ain’t gotta hit the bank
Just to prove we ain’t the same
You can see it in my face
That I’m onna new wave
And you trynna ride that shii
Cuz you see I’m doin great
I ain’t even gonna blame
Cuz yo life be so lame
And you want a lil fame
Yah life is just a game
And you know I’m tryna play
You won’t get no leeway
If the bag don’t weigh
Then it’s off with yo head
You gone wish you dead
If you fuccin with my bread
Cruzzin thru the town
I just coppеd a fuccin pound
Yah this shii Runtz
And I’m finna roll up
Put that shii up inna blunt
And I’m chillin out front
I’m not even trynna stunt
But yo bitch wanna succ me up
Cruzzin thru thе town
I just copped a fuccin pound
Yah this shii Runtz
And I’m finna roll up
Put that shii up innaa blunt
And I’m chillin out front
I’m not even trynna stunt
But yo bitch wanna succ me up
I’m just coolin out bacc
Of my mofuccin trap
And you know I’m slangin pacc
I don’t ever fuccin lacc
Gotta tweaker walkin up
Imma shoot him in the bacc
And if that honkey wanna fight
He can catch this hands
Boi y’all ain’t on shii
That’s why I’m coolin with yo bitch
And she succin on my dicc
And she told me you a bitch
That you ain’t ever hit no licc
But you sayin that you did
Boi why you actin big
When you really ain’t shii
Go ahead and write a diss
You know I love that shii
Boi why you so pissed
Go and get up off yo dicc
It ain’t no one’s problem
That you broke but yours
So go and up yo score boi
Go and get the dough boi
Cruzzin thru the town
I just copped a fuccin pound
Yah this shii Runtz
And I’m finna roll up
Put that shii up inna blunt
And I’m chillin out front
I’m not even tryna stunt
But yo bitch wanna succ me up
Cruzzin thru the town
I just copped a fuccin pound
Yah this shii Runtz
And I’m finna roll up
Put that shii up inna blunt
And I’m chillin out front
I’m not even tryna stunt
But yo bitch wanna succ me up
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Riddance P.

Riddance P.

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