Straight Run

Yeah Alright Alright Yeah This is straight run I'm with four niggas when we slide but we got eight guns I be chillin' with the realest, you posted with the fake ones Penthouse on the top floor, I made the bitch shake some Niggas tryna sit in line, I'll make my niggas take some Fast car, I never stop at reds cause I'm on go nigga Dummy boy, askin' stupid questions is you slow nigga She heard I'm gon' perform, I'll see yo bitch right at the show nigga I call you niggas bitches cause you niggas be some hoe niggas Bet I take yo bitch and make yo bitch into my hoe baby I been throwin' paper, she still want me to throw more baby You gon' tell her yes, well I'm the type to tell her no baby Give you what you want but I'ma keep you on your toes baby Hoodie on, in the function, niggas know I'm so shady I just want the head, if she get dick then she gon' go crazy Stackin' every dollar, bring in racks but I need more lately Opps been M.I.A. up on the net, they must be broke lately Glock be stuck on switch, I can't be cautious, it don't know safety Like my bitches redbone, what's a snow bunny, I don't know Tracy Posted in my city and I won't leave because you won't make me Caught up with the feds, I heard you snitched, them niggas won't break me Toot it up, toot that ass up, just don't do it up I don't drink too much cause when I do it get me booted up Make a play for 50k, you think a nigga suited up Waited for this moment man, this shit couldn't even come soon enough What you mean my dick too big, bitch yo coochie loose enough I might let you f*ck and tell your friends cause that shit's way too much Told her I'ma slide and send the add, and had her waitin' months She think I'm a sucker cause I'm ballin' but I would never cuff Spider hoodie, purple jeans fitted like I'm Marvel Opps, Larry Fitts, catchin' bullets from the Cardinal Playin' with your life, now pay the price, no I can't bargain Eatin' at the table with my niggas while you starvin Exotic ass, got me cloud nine like a martian In the field with 299, niggas like a Spartan Touchin' all them bands up on the net made you a target Askin' how I got the switch like you ain't heard the market Yeah, this a straight run I'm with four niggas when we slide but we got eight guns Chillin' with the realest, you be posted with the fake ones Penthouse on the top floor, I made the bitch shake some Niggas tryna sit in line, I make my niggas take some Talkin' out your ass, I know you cooked, you must've baked some Hit you with a hollow, not no pellets, these ain't fake guns Always cryin' cause you broke, you want some money, take some Want some money then you better go make it nigga Niggas on the net, they aint real they really faking nigga