Forrest Gump

Yea
We grew different on da same mission
OG's they used to grab us
They use to talk we used to sit and listen
Tough niggas playin hard just like da pistons
You better tuck it like red If I see it if that thing glistens
End up on TMZ ya chain missing
Close casket nigga, they say they found him with his brain missing
Nina crazy like Chun Li when that thing kickin
I'm burning calories off you fucks when that iron lifting
We aint nothing alike I'm hitting on girlfriends and wives
Like it it's war I'm showing up with pistols and knives
We taking everything like bitch, aint nothing nice
TBT pictures with bandanas on covered in ice
I been getting to it boy living a double life
Hustled right catch you lollygagging knockin out ya lights
You niggas chump I pop the truck you run like Forrest Gump
Great minds think alike me and Tate copped the matching pumps

Bout that cash
In them rubberbands
Play and you get slumped
Drums tucc'd
Marching bands I can play em from the trunk
Tuff talk on a app
Yea I think I heard enough
Bout them funds
Better run nigga run
Forrest Gump

Bout that cash
In them rubberbands
Play and you get slumped
Drums tucc'd
Marching band I can play em from the trunk
Tuff talk on a app
Yea I think I heard enough
Bout them funds
Better run nigga run
Forrest Gump

Sticcs like a marchin band
Hunnid round drums
And cartridges
My mama said we need
Stop this shit
But now she buyin em
Thuggin wouldn't no secret
She know we bringin iron in
Her husband smoking cracc
So we had shit under the mattress then
Savage then
Quicc for a licc
To go get some cabbage then
Dem paccs was in
Caught by them laws thats why he sat for ten
They tried to spin
But sticcs from the bench'll bring all my batters in
If it get serious
Brothers and sisters
Fucc it we snatching kids
Didn't have to come to this
But whats said was done and the damage did
This street shit was a jam
And we sandwiched in but I managed it
Used to catch a flight
For the pacc myself and go and mail the shit
Dem white flips
It was righteous selling Iggy Azalea
That Whitney kinda high
This Mahalia
But it was selling, money or beef
I'm fit for this street like I was tailored
Play like the plug
Get hung from the roof with wires and cables
Have yo mama cryin, sayin her son was just tryna make it

Bout that cash
In them rubberbands
Play and you get slumped
Drums tucc'd
Marching band I can play em from the trunk
Tuff talk on a app
Yea I think I heard enough
Bout them funds
Better run nigga run
Forrest Gump

Bout that cash
In them rubberbands
Play and you get slumped
Drums tucc'd
Marching band I can play em from the trunk
Tuff talk on a app
Yea I think I heard enough
Bout them funds
Better run nigga run
Forrest Gump



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Writer(s): Joseph Charles
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