Runnin' Up

Turn that headphone up a little bit for me, please, sir Uh, uh, uh, uh On me Yeah, runnin' up on me Say runnin' up on me Say runnin' up on me Shoot you in your leg Walk up, look you in your face Come on, man, why dont ya think about your kids Runnin' up on me I shoot him in his eye Leave em where they lie Send him to the sky Crown kings, me and my, me and my guy Runnin' up on me Knockin' off ya noggin Come from the rough, never been about the talkin Shit, what it is Say what Get to knockin' Now these youngins wanna come in Acting dumb With a gun Like i cant get none One call Just one Roll call What you want SK, glock, 22 pops, sawed off, pump, or the berretta 38 shots out an automatic pistol Now that's what I call A 38 special Yeah, it's been said that I'm hard with the hands Bad news is, colder with a trigger Spring bouncing like tigger Beat bouncing out the speaker So, runnin' up on me Better bring a homie Take both of you fucks with my bare hands only Knuck if you buck Reach for that stick that I see You got stuck, get shot the f*ck up See No you ain't hood, street, ghetto Born in a hellhole I be cooler with the Migos Choppin' down bad hoes Wild like dingoes Bet you didn't know that she can deep, thoat Yeah, she open wide like I'm Drano Yeah, I like to drain hoes Leave cum stains on the covers and the pillows Got dope dick, but it Get em in they feels, though So I throw shade like a wil-low You say she won't, but she will go Yeah Cause I'm woke and real Posted still Blowing kill She said that she wants the deal And then she popped a potent pill And that's cool cause I with the ratchet shit One wrong Move might up the gadget quick Pretty boy making a mad by accident F*ck a drip I done spilt a gallon, bitch F*ck and dip Ain't with the lounger shit Shit Six Represented Running up on me Bitch, you better come equipped Running up on me And I'm reaching for my hip, bitch For my hip Ill be a huckleberry Skibity-bip Yeah Say running up on me Yeah Running up Running up Woke up Blacked out early in the morning Ate an eigth of shrooms now I'm zoning My cup of tea after boning This is your warning Said I'm coming in hot Coming for the spot Better get what you got Saying f*ck what you thought Like Jenny from the block Tryna turn a little to a lot Yeah Had a hard knock life Michael Wade Holt Standing in at six foot two Weighing in at 184 Got a hunger for the throne Coming for the diamonds, the gold, and chrome Practice mind, spirit, and soul Coming for the head of the goat Wear his pelt as a coat Too turnt up like burnt toast Bitch im on a boat Yea bad to the mother fucking bone Late night prolly in the morning