Below, you will find the lyrics for Gold Beretta by Riccy Runtz.
You don't gotta be in the mix
She don't wanna ride round with me, shit don't make no sense
Like, I'm sorry, God, can you forgive what I did?
At the end of the day, it is what it is, can't be trippin' about that bitch
Right or wrong, I need my bro
If you want, leave me alone
I can't trust that hoe
I won't play with you no mo'
Baby, where you wanna go
You, do the most
Can you please stop playin' up on my phone?
She want damage, my soul
Bitch, I'ma handle it, I got it gon'
Cut off everybody, I don't even know that the time they on
She want a BB
But she don't wanna see me, like, OMG
She know she need me
But who on my team? They ain't flockin' with me
And I like NeNe
I love when she, 'Hehe'
I'm Michael Jackson to ha' Billie Jean
She don't want ride round town with me
Babygirl, smile, I like yo' teeth
Out of me, you could get anything
Bitch, you know you make me weak
Can't go nowhere without my lean
You wanna find out, come and see
Fuckin' with me, don't make no scene
my God, my God, you want him
She fucked me over, ain't no way that I will help ha'
Overthinkin', I be thinkin' out my mental
If there's a first place for who hatin', they got a medal
Babygirl, you know I love you, you special
I'm tryna help you but I needa help myself
She stabbed me in the back with a gold beretta
Who wrong? You wrong, I know, I know, I know, mmn
If the head, I give ha' some special
She be ridin' on the dick without no pedal
If she wanna walk away, you gotta let ha'
I lost all my guidance
I already know I'm toxic
Nigga, fuck that hoe, that ain't my bitch
I be runnin' to the money, like Sonic
If I told you, 'I got it,' I got it
Nigga, I don't give a fuck who like me
RR, Riccy Runtz, the topic
Bitch, I been up out my body
I'ma climb to the top, just watch me
She wanna fuss, she got it
Fuck that, money pilin'