Run It, Pt. 1

These niggas lame cause they just wanna walk with a nigga Pull up and just talk to a nigga I'm trying to aim at the top and go off on a nigga Pull up and just drop me a nigga These bitches fake so watch out for you cross me lil nigga I'm turning and tossing lil nigga We wipe his mouth with the Glock like he flossing lil nigga Pull up that's a coffin lil nigga Fucking yo bitch with no hands while i'm doing my dance But still keep a 9. in my pants I told my homies that we do not f*ck with them phonies So nigga just watch where you stand I need to chill cause you know that i'm not with the playing Like water my choppa be spraying, gon knock off his mans Just trying to run up these bands this that cake what you know bout the strand I'm chasing this gwop, never chasing these bitches This chapter of life is called road to the riches I need a bag had to get off my ass I was broke while my homies was counting them digits Bitch i'm getting money now you in my mentions I'm just trying to f*ck love is not my intentions Been dogging these hoes cause that's my strange addiction Came up from the slums I got hustler ambition Beefing with the gang we gon wet em up F*ck yo bitch in the back of a Hummer truck If you ain't DFO you can't hang with us Them day 1's you weren't there in the rain with us On the G you ain't go through the pain with us Flaming woods to forget what these bitches fuss Out the way so why people discussing us Trying to stack tell my people we fucking up These bitches too nice Got me feeling like i'm living how i'm rocking all this ice F*ck me once, not twice You can have your hoe back when i'm done for the night I'm so high I take fight he can run he can hide but the glizzy got sight Like a thief of the night wet a nigga block like we shooting out the lights Choppa blowing like a whistle I got stripes in this shit cause i'm way too official Tell my youngans come and get you Street sweeping have yo guts falling out like a swisher Come with Rugers not no pistols She'll suck dick on a plate like its dinner God forgive me i'm a sinner But i'm dripping like a faucet and i'm sharp like a splinter These niggas lame cause they just wanna walk with a nigga Pull up and just talk to a nigga I'm trying to aim at the top and go off on a nigga Pull up and just drop me a nigga These bitches fake so watch out for you cross me lil nigga I'm turning and tossing lil nigga We wipe his mouth with the Glock like he flossing lil nigga Pull up that's a coffin lil nigga Fucking yo bitch with no hand while i'm doing my dance But still keep a 9. in my pants, like Rondo I told my homies that we do not f*ck with them phonies So nigga just watch where you stand I need to chill cause you know that i'm not with the playing Like water my choppa be spraying, gon knock off his mans Just trying to run up these bands this that cake what you know bout the strand, gas