[Chorus: repeat 2X]. . Trife thieves we can't be trusted. step into my clique the wrong way. and get your motherfucking dome busted. We got cement shoes for all you damn snitches.
This is how it happens to you. That's how people. Get f***ed up. This is how it happens to you. That's how people. Get f***ed up. . If you a loud mouth.
This is how it happens to you. That's how people. Get f***ed up. This is how it happens to you. That's how people. Get f***ed up. . If you a loud mouth.
Now I'm on the run. On the run from it all. I'd rather be shot dead. Then locked up with the law. Im runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin RUNNIN.
(Verse 1). . Im tore up from the mothafukcin' floor up. Golden grain to the brain. Not really given no fuck. A sloppy truck bed. Huggin' ery' damn body.
Now I'm on the run on the run from it all I'd rather be shot dead then locked up with the law I'm runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin no place to hide and I gotta leave whole world behind me my dog and my double wide.
I can hear them screaming through the forest at night [echoes]. Snakes [repeat and echoes]. . In the belly of the beast, a place thats miles away. In a deep southern town where the devil comes to pray.
Chorus[4x]. You and jay. [?] houser. [Verse 1: KA]. Nothin and the class and gotta home game me. [?], you gotta shit, [?], time. [?], shoot and the shit, [?] fuck and 'N' [?] way.
Hook:. . Man this shit is crazy. We been popping all night. Come fuck with me baby. I'll teach you how to ball right. Them other ni88as lazy. Them why them boys don't shine right.
Dro, Dro. They don't really know about. They don't really know about Dro. . Niggaz swear they know about Dro. But they say they smokin' that Dro. Hey, I think y'all niggaz playin'.
She thirsty, like a nigga commenting on an Instagram picture about another nigga. So thirsty, like a broke nigga at the pussy club wannabe, drinkin' water not liquor.
Pull off with ya broad, going that way. bankroll in my pocket, the fat way. I'm a big dog, you should go the cat way. I got 50 round sticks, the gatt way.
Beat billionaires. . Take off, aww shit, take off, aww shit. You know wat it is man. I'm standin' in tha club you kno wat I'm sayin'. I ain' pop nun yet but I'm 'bout to take off.
Where them thugs at, there they go. Where them thug girls at, there they go. Where them ballers at, there they go. If you came to get buck then throw yo' hood up.
Oooooh baby. I feel right. The music sounds better with you. . Love might. Bring us both together. I feel so good. . I feel right. The music sounds better with you.
If you hatin' you just need some pussy. She fucked up when she gave me some pussy. I said I fuck you better than that other nigga. She say Tune I'm 'bout to cum, I say I'm comin' wit ya.
I'ma pull up, eat on that pussy and dip. I'ma keep one inside the chamber like Wilt. Baby girl spoiled and she spoileder than milk. And keep on my side like a fuckin' hip.
Young, Young Mula baby. Young, Young Mula baby (Rich Gang). We got London on da Track. . Boolin' at the basketball game. Dressed in Balmain (Fresh). Dropped a hundred on the whole thing.
Y'all mythalogical niggas is comical. The astronomical is coming through like the flu bombing you. And embalming in your crew too. With the musical mystical magical, you know how I do.
Verse 1. . Now for next to little or nothin' I be rippin' up every function. with scientifical mad man consumptions. with mass productions of mass conjunctions.