Ran Off

All yo niggas dead all my niggas barely getting shot
Y’all be with the feds all my niggas barely getting hot
Y’all can pop that lame shit I’m barely shocked
If you want beef then please become —
Ran off on the plug yea I got the whole pack and I ain’t even flip it
My neck and wrist water bust down like the marta I ain’t even sitting
You got a shooter I got a shooter I ain’t even tripping
Pocket full of huncho’s and rolled up dubs I ain’t even Cripping
If twelve come and knock at my door again Kel get the Glock out the sink
I’m sorry but I do not wanna look at that pussy unless it’s pink
At Follies with my niggas I guess these bitches gone bust till it stink
Yea we on go I ain’t even Pippin
Rollin on snow I ain’t even slipping
All yo niggas dead all my niggas barely getting shot
Y’all be with the feds all my niggas barely getting hot
Y’all can pop that lame shit I’m barely shocked
If you want beef then please become stocked
That shit be OV you know we come stepping in with the F and N
You know she blow me you know she be editing my intelligence
I’m real real real feel like a veteran not gelatin
Off real chill pills I just went and medicined my skeleton
I bust down my bitch wrist cuz she need a clock
Like Cena he know he can’t see me he’d need a hawk
And ya gun it shoot slower than a semi he’d need bump stock
Hit the the mall and I go and get any thing I want
We slimed lil bro out the worst way
Her man not at work on the weekend
So I’m fucking his hoe on a Thursday
Bitch put in work we not speaking
I itch off the perc when I’m geeking
Unless it stank I’m not picking
I only see drank when I’m leaking
Ran off on the plug yea I got the whole pack and I ain’t even flip it
My neck and wrist water bust down like the marta I ain’t even sitting
You got a shooter I got a shooter I ain’t even tripping
Pocket full of huncho’s and rolled up dubs I ain’t even Cripping
If twelve come and knock at my door again Kel get the Glock out the sink
I’m sorry but I do not wanna look at that pussy unless it’s pink
At Follies with my niggas I guess these bitches gone bust till it stink
Yea we on go I ain’t even Pippin
Rollin on snow I ain’t even slipping