Lyrics BUD - 916frosty

My nigga Deltah in them pots

I can't do no runner-up (I can't do no runner-up)
Fucked her once then now we're not in love
I want you bad but called me Bud
I'ma-I'ma go grab my shades

Bitch wanna take my pesos, it was all a mistake
I'm the one who'll take the blame though
Got drugs on me, let the pain go
Swervin' out in the Range Rove
Wanna see how my day go? Double cup for my Faygo

Living inside my dream
Ain't really what it seems now took a sip, it ain't clean
So I see seein' her as bling, got my goal and there's a team now
We're gonna mix the clean down
Throwin' a little Balmain

Think I got my style, mane she leave me on read
I'm regretting everything that I said
Said hello to the man on the moon
Told me "Frost, you just gotta stay cool"

Man, I thought you was my girl
Everything I wanted in the world
Now you dead bitch, leave her in a hearse
Tell it to the juror

Downing mine as they wild out
Then the boy bending time now
I never get these people, why they started acting nice now?

Who were there when the gods give, told my boy to stop it
Drugs on me, you can't touch, makin' her go bananas
Look at that man that ran up (that ran up, that ran up)
Why do I make you stand up? (Why do I make you stand up?)

24 karat like Kobe
I'ma put on my whole team
Getting my bread no whole wheat
That's the bus that sold me

I can't do no runner-up (I can't do no runner-up)
Fucked her once then now we're not in love
I want you bad but called me Bud
But-but called me Bud

I'ma-I'ma go grab my shades
Bitch wanna take my pesos
I'ma-I'ma go grab my shades
Got drugs on me, let the pain go
Swervin' out in the Range Rove'
I'm the one who'll take the blame though
Wanna see how my day go? Double cup for my Faygo

I-It was murder what she wrote
Every night she bring the dope
Even soda pop in the tub
Now she stayin' inside the joke
Baby girl, you're just a fan
How you talking 'bout wedding plans?
'Cause you know that I'm in demand

Doesn't matter, I'm alone in my head
Crash the whip, I'm already a wreck
Everybody keep on looking to me
You want a show? I ain't booking for free

Thought you had enough but I know you want more (nanana)
Like what else is in store
Why you only want me when I'm going on tour?
Shout-out to my ex but I'm done with that whore, woah-woah

She sucked me for the clout
She asked me for a towel
They wanna be like 916
No one can take my style

Let me just point this out
We can find our own route
Tell me girl, what's your purpose?
I wanna hear you out