Runaway

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong

You been putting up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Runaway fast as you can

She find pictures in my email

I sent this bitch a picture of my dick

I don't know what it is with females

But I'm not too good at that shit

See, I could have me a good girl

And still be addicted to them hood rats

And I just blame everything on you

At least you know that's what I'm good at

And I always find, yeah, I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong

You been putting up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Runaway fast as you can

Runaway from me, baby

Runaway, runaway from me, baby

Runaway I'm about to get crazy, then runaway

Use the thug plan, runaway as fast as you can

Runaway from me, baby

Runaway, runaway from me, baby

Runaway, I'm about to get crazy

Why can't she just runaway?

Baby I got a plan, runaway as fast as you can

24/7, 365, pussy stays on my mind

I-I-I did it, alright, alright, I admit it

Now pick your next move

You could leave or live with it

Ichabod Crane with that motherfucking top off

Split and go where? Back to wearing knockoffs, ha, ha

Knock it off, Neiman's, shop it off

Let's talk over Mai Tai's, waitress, top it off

Ho's like vultures, wanna fly in your Freddy loafers

You can't blame 'em, they ain't never seen Versace sofas

Every bag, every blouse, every bracelet

Comes with a price tag, baby, face it

You should leave if you can't accept the basics

Plenty ho's in the baller-nigger matrix

Invisibly set, the Rolex is faceless

I'm just young, rich and tasteless, P

Never was much of a romantic

I could never take the intimacy

And I know it did damage

'Cause the look in your eyes is killing me

I guess you knew another vantage

'Cause you could blame me for everything

And I don't know how I'ma manage

If one day you just up and leave

And I always find, yeah, I always find something wrong

You been putting up with my shit just way too long

I'm so gifted at finding what I don't like the most

So I think it's time for us to have a toast

Let's have a toast for the douchebags

Let's have a toast for the assholes

Let's have a toast for the scumbags

Every one of them that I know

Let's have a toast for the jerk-offs

That'll never take work off

Baby, I got a plan

Runaway fast as you can