Road Run

Say a prayer, then I road run
And I do the same thing when I load guns
If you ain't pour a four, you ain't pour none
I be off the molly heavy, goin' so dumb
Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
Sho-Dog caught the case, he ain't fold once
Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
Sho-Dog caught the case, he ain't fold once

Bitch I'm rollin' like a wheel, I pop out with steel
How you feel off a pill, it give me the chills
Gang shit, probably fuckin' on your main bitch
Dangerous, don't fuck around, we gon' bang shit

Lame bitch, you ain't talkin' 'bout no money
I'm off a Percocet, my cup be hella muddy
I'm hella stingy, she ain't gettin' nothin' from me
Designer denim, hold my pistol it get ugly

Ain't no rap shit, my niggas really thuggin'
I get smacked bitch, the mollys got me bustin'
Off the 'Tussin, get to itchin' when I'm fussin'
No discussions, when we slidin', bitch we bustin'

Point three of molly with my body, Ohgeesy and Cool
I'm in the vip tweakin' and shit, right hand on my tool
I'm high as fuck, I feel like white bro who shot up the school
Ho in my face, throwin' me off, really buzzin' my mood
You out here fuckin' up the game, you beat her, I send her
Tell her off shit checkin' that door, I don't never miss dinner
Hit Hollywood lookin' for tricks, I prefer a white collar
Offset Jim murder our trig, that's a gallon of water

Givin' out fades, I whip feet in these foreign cleats
Hop out that stolo and start clappin' like a David Teel beat
I ain't no vegan bitch, I'ma eat if you say we got beef
I ain't finna run, hide from shit, this ain't hide and go seek
I don't forgive, I don't care about the season or reason
Them bitches left me to get jumped when I was fightin' them demons
Now they thirsty and wanna slurp me, yep, drink this semen
No more TOS meetings
Dog I'm tired of preachin', it's BLACK

Bitch I got the gang with me right now (right now)
You gon' make me go insane, better pipe down (down)
Really come from snatching chains and riding bikes 'round
And ain't no nigga with me that ain't 'bout that lifestyle
Bitch you better get to suckin' when the lights out
Make some money doin' somethin', put the pipe down
I'm a dog, let me find out what his wife 'bout
Hit it raw, fucked around, knocked her lights out

Rob Vicious got that stick, what you gon' do? (Bitch I'm Rob Vicious)
Have my lil' nigga smoke you (rrrah)
Everybody with me trap and shoot poles too
Bitch talkin' back, I shoot back at your whole crew
Big bullets, ain't no motherfuckin' nine shells (naw)
Every morning I be lookin' for them dime sales
Crack kills nigga, no my crack sells nigga (bitch)
Get cracked, we sell crack and make bale nigga

Say a prayer, then I road run
And I do the same thing when I load guns
If you ain't pour a four you ain't pour none
I be off the molly heavy, goin' so dumb
Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
Sho-Dog caught the case, he ain't fold once
Oxycontin, Thizzles, Xanax, we done sold 'em
Sho-Dog caught the case
He ain't fold once

I'll knock your bitch in the honor
I go by the name of ALLBLACK
Shoreline, thank you for fuckin' with me
Shoreline Mafia, you know we rockin' with ALLBLACK
Gang shit, we on all that
Ayy, you know how I'm rockin'
Vicious to the death, bitches gettin' left
Oh geesy, bitch I'm Rob Vicious, rockin' with ALLBLACK
Hella Wave, we the wave
All my niggas gettin' paid every day, every day nigga
Come on



Credits
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, David Teel, D Andre Sams, Robert Magee
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