Juice WRLD – Road Runners Lyrics

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[Intro]
G Money just bought a pound of the Gushers we’ve been smokin’ exotic body
G Money just bought a pound of the Gushers we’ve been smokin’ exotic body
Modern-day rockstar, feel like Ozzy, honestly
G Money just bought a pound of the Gushers we’ve been smokin’, yeah

[Chorus]
G Money just bought a pound of the Gushers we’ve been smokin’ exotic body
Was robbin’ and juggin’ with road runners, every day we’ve been keeping the stores runnin’
I just went found me some Actavis, I’ve been havin’ an out of body
I grew up sippin’ green I was on one, I remember the first day of the purple comin’

[Verse 1]
I get so high I panic, off of the medi- send me the medic, medic
These hoes are not entertainin’, fuck am I sayin’?
I’m too busy counting the fetti
We keep them guns on us, you know we are ready
My gun sing like Mariah, so I love to carry
If he talk out his neck then on mom, I’m gon’ bury ’em
If this bitch is a keeper, I’ll take her then marry her
Fuck her friends in a [?], the more is the merrier
There was Susie and Anna and Lisa and Mary or somethin’
I think her name Mary or somethin’
But I couldn’t tell this, you know I be high as a dummy
I don’t take these perky’s for nothin’
Get so high it’s [?] but I don’t be rememberin’ nothin’
It’s okay, don’t matter how you play as long as you play the game

[Chorus]
G Money just bought a pound of the Gushers we’ve been smokin’ exotic body
Was robbin’ and juggin’ with road runners, every day we’ve been keeping the stores runnin’
I just went found me some Actavis, I’ve been havin’ an out of body
I grew up sippin’ green I was on one, I remember the first day of the purple comin’

[Verse 2]
Talkin’ that lean talk, talkin’ that lean talk
Talkin’ that perc talk, talkin’ that bean talk
Talkin’ bout the scope on the rifle, choppa with a beam on ’em
Talkin’ bout the bitch with a fat ol’ ass, finna let ’em get up on it
I’m livin’ life like I’m Makaveli, wanna kill me then I got the MAC-11
I got a bitch with her own money in my bank, got more green than a Packers player
I’m livin’ life like a cowboy with this glizzy on me, no revolver
I’m not ordinary, I can’t go in the mall
Bari and his private shop, one call
Phone call, for my bros
They really miss me back home
All the hoes want dick from back home
And wouldn’t try to fuck me when I was broke
Now they want me to make time for ’em
Ever mixing and fucking giving him cassette for it
My main girl like a 911 Newport
And I ain’t tryna smoke that one, no Newport

[Chorus]
G Money just bought a pound of the Gushers we’ve been smokin’ exotic body
Was robbin’ and juggin’ with road runners, every day we’ve been keeping the stores runnin’
I just went found me some Actavis, I’ve been havin’ an out of body
I grew up sippin’ green I was on one, I remember the first day of the purple comin’

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