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Runway
On Tour
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Runway was released on July 24, 2026 by Sugar Trap as a part of the album RX
AlbumRX
July 24, 2026
LabelSugar Trap
LanguageEnglish
BPM100
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Drum, it make a rumble sound, this bitch like a hunnid rounds
Don't come check me 'bout some shit I said 'cause I'ma double down
All these hoes just mad because they square, and they can't be around
Body past curfew, that mean this ass hanging out
I just got a new pad like my name was Lily
I just made a milli-milli 'cause I'm goin' with the flo
Used to be a boney bitch, now they call me body goals
I'ma throw it to the ceiling it's gon' make her touch her toes, whoa
New cellular, please don't hit it if it ain't a play
Take your bae, all I said was, "Hey," now he wanna hang
He wan' give me face, he gon' beat it up to Marvin Gaye
I'm not sorry, fuck what you be saying, y'all be so delayed
[Verse 2]
Running laps like that boy Ussain
Patek plane Jane, you can keep the fame
Playin' chess, better learn the game
Pop out like the Boogey Man
Lil' ho, don't say my name
[Chorus]
How the fuck you hating from afar?
Bitch, I don't know who you are
Bad hoes with me, everybody need a runway
Take your bae, all I said was, "Hey," now he wanna pay
How the fuck you hating from afar?
Bitch, I don't know who you are
New cellular, please don't hit it if it ain't a play
Take your bae, all I said was, "Hey," now he wanna hang
Mobbin' in the Jeep, I just put a kit on it
She be cappin' in her raps, tell her put a lid on it
He got a dirty dick, I wouldn't put my lips on it
He be drooling at my pictures, had to put a bib on 'em
Got my tongue out, no strings on my Rick's
I ain't talking no playground, I be sliding on shit
She said she don't like me, but she stay on my dick
I got couple solid bitches, pray they don't switch
Bring the bands out, that's just how we rock
Rockstar pussy and it got a mohawk
Your money swiss cheese, you got holes in your pockets
I do a bitch in while the bass still knockin'
**** stay tryna get mushy, no baby food
And this ass poking out the back my daisy dukes
Keep a tool, play it cool, we a turn you blue
You a fan, I don't know, who the fuck are you?
[Chorus]
How the fuck you hating from afar?
Bitch, I don't know who you are
Bad hoes with me, everybody need a runway
Take your bae, all I said was, "Hey," now he wanna pay
How the fuck you hating from afar?
Bitch, I don't know who you are
New cellular, please don't hit it if it ain't a play
Take your bae, all I said was, "Hey," now he wanna hang
Written by: Kenneth Blume III, Maria Kelly
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