Run Da Souf

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, nigga, yeah, yeah, for real
Mob shit, mob nigga, yeah

Keep talkin' 'bout what I'm doing but I ran up my only account
Niggas been sellin' them bags and with them sticks, we ran this out
I don't show niggas my bag but when he show it, he ran his mouth
They ain't never know what I had, they only seen what I bought out

Go on that hit, go dump that bitch, if
He can't get close, lil' bro gon' crop

No Gen5 but I want that bitch with a brand new box, that shit no doubt
Knowin' you wrong goin' through my phone, I don't
Care what you seein', bitch, get the fuck out

We on the way to the drop and the feds
Tapped in on the car so we gotta reroute
She only with me for money, whenever
We go out to eat, I be letting her pay
I'm tryna get on my man, if you ain't got
Nothin' to do with it, get out the way
Your man got hit with the Drac', you know
That they hard to survive so you better pray
Your man got picked on the gang, ain't nobody ever survive them 308s

I was right there trappin' by the
Stairs, I got snatched up by the feds
I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know"
Nigga better know them switches spray, who the fuck I hit on dead
I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know"

It's a opp that's on the pendant, call that chain smoke

When them shots come out that Drac', it look like train smoke, yeah
Reason I locked in with dog 'cause that's my bang bro, yeah
Yeah, I fucked and she got butt but I can't claim her though, yeah
Know my past and I got cash but I'm not changing though
Bro walked down so you ain't gon' catch
No hat, nigga, you can't hang with bro

Two of my opp niggas used to be close, he don't
Hang with 'em now 'cause his ass went broke

Ever get hit tryna test my drop, I'ma

Stand on top of your ass then blow
These niggas ain't no killers with more

Opps, these niggas ain't no spinners
Been waiting too long, I hope I don't miss him
If he with his bitch, she gotta go with him
They tellin' him, "Your niggas get down to business"
And you niggas stupid to act on emotion
But you only blow when you get in your feelings
Hope you don't think I'm a joke, I'ma grab
That switch and I'm givin' a nigga a whippin'

I don't think I'll go broke 'cause whenever
I'm low, I be getting right back in the kitchen
I got a switch on the back but I trained that
Bitch so I'ma shoot it with perfect precision, yeah

No nigga can't be mad at me, that be makin' they own decisions
I'm on a hundred plug out west, nigga
I went from rags to roads to riches

I was right there trappin' by the
Stairs, I got snatched up by the feds
I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know"
Nigga better know them switches spray, who the fuck I hit on dead
I just tell 'em, "I don't know, I don't know"