Rich Runtz by TRL Lyrics
[Verse 1: DRich 100]
(Campboys, nigga, know what the fuck goin' on)
Back when I was broke, baby said I wouldn't be shit
Now she wanna talk it out, no, come here, eat dick
You lyin', you don't love me, you ain't suck it like you mean it
[?] off that presi, they impeached him
How the fuck is we beefin', I ain't know you was breathin'
Turn to Usher in that court room, I ain't know you like singin'
Stand on everything I say, even when my cup leaning
Wanna blow me with her friend but at first she was [?]
Nigga think he tough, [?]
Tryna act stuck up, what the fuck [?]
She put on the chain and she fall down, she anemic
Bitch I'm ballin' but I started off with zero [?]
[Verse 2: TRL Ace]
Get thе fuck on bitch, you tryna find love, you ain't [?]
Broke bitch ran off with petty crimеs, told her keep it
Told that bitch I love her just to fuck, no I ain't mean it
Bitch you talk too much, you better suck the dick like you teething
Got some shooters that'll walk a nigga down for no reason
You on the gram talking, saw your brother died, [?]
My nigga baby J crazy, fuck the hoe and [?] feed her
Boy why you cuffing on that bitch, she a eater
Boy don't let me find out you on the stand pointing fingers
You ain't going for shit, the Glock will change a nigga whole demeanor
I'm a CampBoy, she all on my dick, she fiending
We ain't wasting time, you ain't trying to fuck then you leaving
[Verse 3: TRL Dub]
Plug call, drop the bones, got him gone in an evening
Bitch got some fire pussy, told the hoe let me keep it
Now you got it for my brother, we gon' keep it a secret
Nigga tryna some dumb shit but the Glock'll delete him
I'm a Campboy, took your bitch and sent her to Cleveland
Told that bitch if we get flicked, put the Glock in her cleavage
[?]
But I don't really give a fuck, you ain't my bitch, why you tweakin'
[?]
[?]
Mask up 'fore we lay a nigga down with his demons
If it ain't 'bout pape, hell nah, we ain't linking
[Verse 4: MoneyMaidMar]
I turn one into two quick as hell, I'm a genius
He put hoes over pros, is he dumb or not thinking
Young boys on demon time, shooting Glocks without blinking
And these niggas washed up, lil' boy got shrinkage
Between you and the money, choose pape, am I right or right?
I knew how to use a scale before I rode a bike
Gang come around [?] tryna score a pint
She like to ride it but get lazy when she on the pipe
Bankrolls and backwoods and Za how I cope with life
They better let us in with poles if we come inside
[?] but it could change like the number nine
Fuck a cat, this hoe lil' kitty got a hundred lives
Bitch I'm me, you just you, what you gon' decide
Got my hand on her brain, I control her mind
I just pull up to the side like you know you fine
We gon' take em out, fourth quarter no overtime
Niggas rat on the net, broke the code online
We don't got no relations, we ain't got no ties
I see everything comin' like I got mo' eyes
Everytime she see a camp boy, she do the most on god
Everytime she see a camp boy, she be all on dick
Everytime she see a camp god, that hoe wanna sin
Everytime she with a camp boy, she don't wanna end
Everytime we say "camp shit", they know what it is
(Campboys, nigga, know what the fuck goin' on)
Back when I was broke, baby said I wouldn't be shit
Now she wanna talk it out, no, come here, eat dick
You lyin', you don't love me, you ain't suck it like you mean it
[?] off that presi, they impeached him
How the fuck is we beefin', I ain't know you was breathin'
Turn to Usher in that court room, I ain't know you like singin'
Stand on everything I say, even when my cup leaning
Wanna blow me with her friend but at first she was [?]
Nigga think he tough, [?]
Tryna act stuck up, what the fuck [?]
She put on the chain and she fall down, she anemic
Bitch I'm ballin' but I started off with zero [?]
[Verse 2: TRL Ace]
Get thе fuck on bitch, you tryna find love, you ain't [?]
Broke bitch ran off with petty crimеs, told her keep it
Told that bitch I love her just to fuck, no I ain't mean it
Bitch you talk too much, you better suck the dick like you teething
Got some shooters that'll walk a nigga down for no reason
You on the gram talking, saw your brother died, [?]
My nigga baby J crazy, fuck the hoe and [?] feed her
Boy why you cuffing on that bitch, she a eater
Boy don't let me find out you on the stand pointing fingers
You ain't going for shit, the Glock will change a nigga whole demeanor
I'm a CampBoy, she all on my dick, she fiending
We ain't wasting time, you ain't trying to fuck then you leaving
[Verse 3: TRL Dub]
Plug call, drop the bones, got him gone in an evening
Bitch got some fire pussy, told the hoe let me keep it
Now you got it for my brother, we gon' keep it a secret
Nigga tryna some dumb shit but the Glock'll delete him
I'm a Campboy, took your bitch and sent her to Cleveland
Told that bitch if we get flicked, put the Glock in her cleavage
[?]
But I don't really give a fuck, you ain't my bitch, why you tweakin'
[?]
[?]
Mask up 'fore we lay a nigga down with his demons
If it ain't 'bout pape, hell nah, we ain't linking
[Verse 4: MoneyMaidMar]
I turn one into two quick as hell, I'm a genius
He put hoes over pros, is he dumb or not thinking
Young boys on demon time, shooting Glocks without blinking
And these niggas washed up, lil' boy got shrinkage
Between you and the money, choose pape, am I right or right?
I knew how to use a scale before I rode a bike
Gang come around [?] tryna score a pint
She like to ride it but get lazy when she on the pipe
Bankrolls and backwoods and Za how I cope with life
They better let us in with poles if we come inside
[?] but it could change like the number nine
Fuck a cat, this hoe lil' kitty got a hundred lives
Bitch I'm me, you just you, what you gon' decide
Got my hand on her brain, I control her mind
I just pull up to the side like you know you fine
We gon' take em out, fourth quarter no overtime
Niggas rat on the net, broke the code online
We don't got no relations, we ain't got no ties
I see everything comin' like I got mo' eyes
Everytime she see a camp boy, she do the most on god
Everytime she see a camp boy, she be all on dick
Everytime she see a camp god, that hoe wanna sin
Everytime she with a camp boy, she don't wanna end
Everytime we say "camp shit", they know what it is