[Intro]

Uh, uh

Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh

R-U-N-I-T-U-P, nigga

R-U-N-I-T-U

R-U-N-I-T-U

Uh, uh, uh, uh

R-U-N-I-T-U-P, nigga

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[Chorus]

I keep 'em laced up, yeah, I keep it laced up

Shorty got a cute face, why you beat your face up?

Dance like a dancer, strawberry Fanta

She don't gotta answer, she don't got a man, nah

They ask me how I know this information, boy, you sextin' her

Nah, I don't be sexin' shit, but I do be textin' her

She makin' me her best friend, I know she want the best of me

Destiny my destiny, destiny my destiny

I keep 'em laced up, yeah, I keep it laced up

Shorty got a cute face, why you beat your face up?

Dance like a dancer, strawberry Fanta

She don't gotta answer, she don't got a man, nah

They ask me how I know this information, boy, you sextin' her

Nah, I don't be sexin' shit, but I do be textin' her

She makin' me her best friend, I know she want the best of me

Destiny my destiny, destiny my destiny

[Verse]

Girl, you know that boy Q never fold

I got six bankrolls, we could run away right now if you wanna be wit' me

She don't stay with designer and all that fake shit

She in her business investin' and not the basics

I swear, I got a thing for her and she got a thing for me

Oh, destiny my destiny, destiny my destiny

I swear, I would never fly, fly right from your side

'Cause these niggas be cappin', they clueless

Ten bands for the smartest bitch who been knew this

Damn, my life is in your hands, don't want start over again

But bitches be dumb and it shows it

How you gon' leave me, you told me that you need me?

These bitches be tact up and they trollin'

You sayin' I'm ya' best friend, but you wanna hold hands

Fuck all these fake bitches, you don't know them

Cry in front me, but laugh in front ya' girlfriend

And I could tell you 'bout ya' family and I told you that

Don't let me get started on ya' fat cousin, boy, she really fat

You told me that you know what's up so let me know

I got ten pretty bitches waitin' at the door

[Chorus]

I keep 'em laced up, yeah, I keep it laced up

Shorty got a cute face, why you beat your face up?

Dance like a dancer, strawberry Fanta

She don't gotta answer, she don't got a man, nah

They ask me how I know this information, boy, you sextin' her

Nah, I don't be sexin' shit, but I do be textin' her

She makin' me her best friend, I know she want the best of me

Destiny my destiny, destiny my destiny

I keep 'em laced up, yeah, I keep it laced up

Shorty got a cute face, why you beat your face up?

Dance like a dancer, strawberry Fanta

She don't gotta answer, she don't got a man, nah

They ask me how I know this information, boy, you sextin' her

Nah, I don't be sexin' shit, but I do be textin' her

She makin' me her best friend, I know she want the best of me

Destiny my destiny, destiny my destiny