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RoadRunner Video (MV)




Performed By: JunkYardBaby
Language: English
Length: 3:20
Written by: Stanley Francois




JunkYardBaby - RoadRunner Lyrics




I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I was outchea road running on the boulevard
I ain't ever going home cause I be going hard
No solitaire but my niggas will pull your card
Fritz in the sky so you know imma f*cking star
3 shows inna month imma road runner
Told her im stone cold hit her with the stunner
Tell me how that's yo girl NFL done her? Called the rap game my bitch by the way I run her
I don't need your help Imma get it on my lonely
Shorty don't compare me cause I'm the one and only
Play her like a ps4 call a nigga Sony
You snitching on your woe but you saying that's yo homie?

I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye


Fivesix why you let me on another verse
She think she finna play me umma treat her like a nurse
Imma put that woo on her umma put a curse
Nigga think he straight choppa gon make him reverse
Big bills on my mind ain't no more little
Blow the pussy like a ref umma make it whistle
They putting pressure on my back Stan with the weight
Shorty being a real is my only f*cking trait
Used to be outchea plotting and I was scheming
Drop the golds in my mouth to see that bitch gleaming
All my niggas got the heat yeah my niggas steaming
My cousin live in the field so he don't get to streaming

I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye
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I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I was outchea road running on the boulevard
I ain't ever going home cause I be going hard
No solitaire but my niggas will pull your card
Fritz in the sky so you know imma f*cking star
3 shows inna month imma road runner
Told her im stone cold hit her with the stunner
Tell me how that's yo girl NFL done her? Called the rap game my bitch by the way I run her
I don't need your help Imma get it on my lonely
Shorty don't compare me cause I'm the one and only
Play her like a ps4 call a nigga Sony
You snitching on your woe but you saying that's yo homie?

I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye


Fivesix why you let me on another verse
She think she finna play me umma treat her like a nurse
Imma put that woo on her umma put a curse
Nigga think he straight choppa gon make him reverse
Big bills on my mind ain't no more little
Blow the pussy like a ref umma make it whistle
They putting pressure on my back Stan with the weight
Shorty being a real is my only f*cking trait
Used to be outchea plotting and I was scheming
Drop the golds in my mouth to see that bitch gleaming
All my niggas got the heat yeah my niggas steaming
My cousin live in the field so he don't get to streaming

I done made it nigga tell me how you feel
I'm independent nigga i don't need no deal
Nobody real cause everybody squeal
F*ck the fame nigga the money is my meal

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye

I'm a road runner bitch
I'm a road runner
Road runner Road runner road runner aye
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Writer: Stanley Francois
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