Run Down

Don't try to run down, or get smoked, like some loud
Bro gon' empty out the clip, choppa hold a hunnid rounds
Glocky make you do a flip, like a dog, put you down
Hollow tips they colored crip, add your body to the count

Yeah my bro like a green light, so you know, he be on go
Keep that choppa on the side, it's a hoe, it's finna blow
Glocky make you see the light, make you float, turn you to ghost
Run down on me or my bro, get a quick tag for your toe
And if you ain't talking bands, your voice i can't understand
Choppa cook you up like pan, them hollow tips, they'll make you dance
I be smoking so much woods, i could probably build a dam
Your girl she be on my phone, she tryna fuck 'cause she a fan

Don't try to run down, or get smoked, like some loud
Bro gon' empty out the clip, choppa hold a hunnid rounds
Glocky make you do a flip, like a dog, put you down
Hollow tips they colored crip, add your body to the count



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Writer(s): Isaiah Guzman
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