Текст песни Ru' Walk - Platinum

No we never shoot at the floor
No we never shoot at the floor
We never shoot at the floor

Niggas be talking but don't want to pop out
You know all of my shooters on go
Keep a lil' cutter to cut up the beef
No we never shoot at the floor
Slide out at twelve a.m. pull up no chasing
They looking like where did he go
If you know 'bout the Mob
Then you know ain't now faking it he in the river for sure
Now his homie want smoke
Bitch
I got the Glock in my hands bitch
And I pull it out when I dance bitch
Tossing bullets better check where they land
You would do better not watching my hands bitch
I got the Glock in my hands bitch
And I pull it out when I dance bitch
Tossing bullets better check where they land
You would do better not watching my hands bitch

Hold up
Opp niggas watching my moves
Find out that address
Pull up on that ass quick access me and my goons
You about to die about that shit you was talking about
Because that's how we move
Now is two in the morning we jocing
While bumping that Ocho while burying you
I got that bass that's gon' wake up the dead
Put duck-tape on the clip now it flip when I spray it
Sleep with a demon but watching for Satan
Put ex in my lean now I'm lit in the basement
You not on my level not close to adjacent
Bitch
And I can shoot while I'm racing
Bitch
You not on my level not adjacent
Bitch
And I can shoot while I'm racing
Bitch
Opps
If you with the opps you should lay down
Bending them corners each of us got thirty on us
And we about to spray rounds
Checking names of the list
I just gave my bro a four fifth
And he know who to take down
If he Lolly we send him to hell
And piss on his grave while he on the way down

Niggas be talking but don't want to pop out
You know all of my shooters on go
Keep a lil' cutter to cut up the beef
No we never shoot at the floor
Slide out at twelve a.m. pull up no chasing
They looking like where did he go
If you know 'bout the Mob
Then you know ain't now faking it he in the river for sure
Now his homie want smoke
Bitch
I got the Glock in my hands bitch
And I pull it out when I dance bitch
Tossing bullets better check where they land
You would do better not watching my hands bitch
I got the Glock in my hands bitch
And I pull it out when I dance bitch
Tossing bullets better check where they land
You would do better not watching my hands bitch

Glock forty-three in my pocket
Pocket monster and you know I will shoot it
Why everybody looking like pollution
All these opp niggas really wan' do it
Pull up on them seven-thirty
All the burners really dirty
You better go inside the Mob really purging
I'm trying to get me a stick
I'm trying to pull up to your block to hit me a lick
Why the opps all on my dick
All on my IG posts and my twitter and shit
He used to hop out a Fin
Now he be walking around with his hand on his dick
Bro will hop out and assist
Shot him two times in his legs now i bet i wont miss
Opps
If you with the opps you should lay down
Bending them corners each of us got thirty on us
And we about to spray rounds
Checking names of the list
I just gave my bro a four fifth
And he know who to take down
If he Lolly we send him to hell
And piss on his grave while he on the way down

Niggas be talking but don't want to pop out
You know all of my shooters on go
Keep a lil' cutter to cut up the beef
No we never shoot at the floor
Slide out at twelve a.m. pull up no chasing
They looking like where did he go
If you know 'bout the Mob
Then you know ain't now faking it he in the river for sure
Now his homie want smoke
Bitch
I got the Glock in my hands bitch
And I pull it out when I dance bitch
Tossing bullets better check where they land
You would do better not watching my hands bitch
I got the Glock in my hands bitch
And I pull it out when I dance bitch
Tossing bullets better check where they land
You would do better not watching my hands bitch