Cole Myer - Road Runner Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I ain't talk about my feelings so why would I start
You know it's yo fault you left me in the dark
Tryna work on yo body, is you finna starve?
You don't know how I'm cut but I know that it's sharp
I been outside, numb my brain til it tear apart
I been swipin' cards, road runner, I'm an eight of hearts
We ain't talkin if I don't know you, what if you f*ckin' narc
I ain't even gotta be inside the car for it to start
I got AI integrated in my brain I feel like Tony Stark
I could be sweet Cole one minute then I'm finna turn to tart
She must got some poison in it I don't even want her heart
I ain't ever goin there again they try to jack the car

I don't even want that bitch she just tryna party geeked up on molly
I ain't even got an excuse we just don't talk no more, hell nah, I didn't say sorry
She wanna be put in a choke hold, f*ck up in both holes, bitch I'm not that, hardly
She gon suck til she choke, hold on pass me the tote I'ma smoke like I'm Bob Marley, yeah
I puff til I pass out I drink til I black out
She got the tits and the ass out
I'm tryna f*ck bring it back now, yeah, yeah
Like we in COD, I just shoot then I frag out
Ex tweakin' out like she been on some bath salts
In the gym bulking I feel like I'm Matt Stonie, but yall still bunch of assholes
Say he ain't building up, say he ain't getting enough
Say he ain't lifting none, say he ain't got enough
It ain't worth none to me like I got it all
Shit hurt, I'm be straight without the Tylenol
Shit hurt cut me deep but it ain't bad at all
Told me make a list of opps
What you want, me to write 'em off?
I've been on my Tyler, the Creator shit, I'm not golf
I've ain't wearing assassins my Laurens only Ralph