Run Down

Glttt Aye Yeah Uh Run down, shake em F*ck the pigs, we making bacon Nigga we can get to shaking Sent straight to Hell, next to Satan Bitch you got me mistaken You flashing jewelry, I'ma take it Let's see how far that I can take this I'm a different nigga, Far From Basic Yeah I'm a different breed And I'm with all the shits, I want everything Got your bitch sucking dick, and she swallow seeds Shit get spooky, ain't talking bout Halloween You ain't throwing no bread, then get off my weed Got your bitch giving head, yeah she on her knees Give her dick 'til she choke, and she begging please Bitch just pass me the dope, I be smoking trees All of my songs are a hit, I don't miss Bitch said that I'm great, can you pass me the Swiss Keep a blade to your throat, one wrong move you get slit Shit gonna cut you real deep, you'll need more than a stitch You a rat with the cheese, I don't f*ck with a snitch I don't f*ck with y'all bitches, but I'll f*ck on your bitch Keep some bottles of Cassy, we finna get lit Yeah she see that I'm fancy, wanna hop in the whip Hop in the whip I'ma skrt off Got your bitch in the back taking clothes off Casamigos, don't f*ck with the Smirnoff Got some freak hoes, you know they gon' go off They see what my chain and my wrist do Shit get cold in the winter, no igloo I just hopped out the Sprinter, let me through Wanna f*ck with a winner, then come through Wanna f*ck with a winner so pop out If I'm outside, gang bringing the Glock out Big stepper, I'm buying the spot out Sound of the foreign is bringing the cops out I told shorty pop out to the situation Shit gon' get lit, call up your bitch cause if we pop out its a lituation I got the grip, extendo the clip, just incase you got this shit mistaken Cops on my dick, I don't f*ck with pigs, but I do it all just to get the bacon I've been real patient, I'm tired of waiting Got off my ass, got a bag quick Got in tune now my profits do backflips It was times that I didn't even have it, now its APs and Givenchy the fashion My life really a movie bout action I ain't cheering you on when I'm clapping And they wondering how this shit happen Stack all this bread and just show y'all a fraction I'm what's now while these niggas just has-beens Then I show off and skrt in a fast Benz I show off and skrt in a fast Benz Run down, shake em F*ck the pigs, we making bacon Nigga we can get to shaking Sent straight to Hell, next to Satan Bitch you got me mistaken You flashing jewelry, I'ma take it Let's see how far, that I can take this I'm a different nigga, Far From Basic Glttt Aye Ya know what the f*ck it is man Stop Playing Big BK Shit Brooklyn