bdj run şarkı sözleri
I came through the opps block with a handgun
10 shots 11 bodies drop that’s an AND1
Problematic with an automatic metal band drums
Way them bullets kept hitting his body marching band club
Real shooter catchin all my shells cause it’s homicide
His medulla gushin like a well if my patna slide
F*ck a Ruger glock givin em hell everybody dyin
She a cougar pussy got a smell like a clementine
Oh oh oh oh oh ima beat it up
Deepthroat bitch don’t choke better eat it up
Deep stroke beat real slow then I speed it up
That’s explicit beat it in the kitchen greedy when I f*ck
F*ck a mention meet me in the trenches if you really tough
Opposition really ain’t my opps them boys ain’t hard enough
Step back Steph back shooters go to hard for us
Pole strapped war mapped all black sprinter truck
I get lit when I do hella drugs
But I stay sober when I gotta give a hater slugs
Salt on a player adds flavor I ain’t scared of nun
10 shots glock don’t miss swear I love my gun
Money coming from different directions 100s to the ones
Funny how the one givin the lectures never runnin nun
Sunny bitches come visit in Texas shake that thun da thun
This the hardest shit that you then heard this year
Only reason that it’s not I wrote this verse last
Progression or regression Naa let’s just make this clear
Got some songs still in my closest that’ll eat this here
When you GOATED you be floatin on the beat no fear
Any subject ima love it music to my ear
Tell me top this well that’s nothin like hold my beer
Verse like headlights leave you stuck just like that deer
Peezo check a nigga it don’t matter where we at
Aye
Jeelock stretch a nigga see him creepin in the back
Aye
Lamron bless a nigga know he comin double strapped
Aye
BDJ gone smoke a nigga love that opp pack
Aye

