church Lyrics

(I miss you, Danny)

Runnin' down, I'm missin' yo' calls

Runnin' up the blogs, I won't answer yo' calls

Runnin' up the blogs, I won't answer yo' calls

My choppa singin' this song, like a church

That boy playin' put him in a hearse

So many bullets, you can't call a nurse

Hit her for the night, and my choppa gon' hurt

Talkin' down on me, I put him up in a shirt

Talkin' down on me, pop his ass like a dirt

Go to my grave, to be honest, I can't work

Don't know why he talkin' when his ass could get murked

I'ma get a bag, go shop a Louis Vuitton

They be always hatin', why you on what you on?

Run up on that boy, he like, "What you on?"

He said he got racks, well bitch, I got a ton

Ton, ton

He said he got racks, well bitch, I got a ton