The Run Down Lyrics

Fuckin kid gettin hot in the cold

Fuck a lighter ima light on the stove

Red bottoms it's murder she wrote

Press her buttons like a tv remote

I'm holding the clicker and flipping through channels I'm watchin

The feed on the cctv as I'm cutting and robbing

You little pussies getting beat up ya throbbing

You do not know what the fuck you are doing

Sit the fuck down you look stupid

You passing the block gun to the wrong hands

You clueless

We cockin it back boom stayin ruthless

Now ya toothless

I been training my dragon you goofin

You pick up a gun and you claimin you shootin

lil blonde bitch call em piper he goopin

I'm the black figure in your window

Watch ya moves better get low

Put the evidence in your mailbox then you open up to a photo Ion know tho

Whatchu sayin it's me for

I got a gang and they got clips you can catch the dick for ya hoe bro

Creepin through the bando we've got the drop

we finna run it down

We takin all of you hostage then we'll put the blicks up to ya fuckin crowns

Tell me where the duffles at cuz it ain't no time for goofin round

Say the word then my boys kickin at the back door I ain't fuckin round

We hittin that lick up in philly with arrowz im sayin I feel like I'm robinhood

He hittin my phone and he gave me the new drop but I missed it im off a wood

I tell em to spin back that's a big bag pullin up he got comfortable

We crackin that bitch dome like the pantheon

make sure we don't crumble ya

Burn with us cuz you know that we stayin hot we flickin up glitter pot

Bring the stinger all the way to her fingers

Meltin acrylic off

You know that we stackin cheese but it take up some muscle we callin it big block

Big block how the chevy gone kick rocks you hearing it rumble off

Stack the paper

Three times gotta get to it Number one rule and you done blew it

Makin moves like I'm mark cuban got a puerto rican nah she ain't cuban

C cups got enough boobage

Blew her back out gimme brain like she ain't stupid

Under the desk while I make music

Best buy go get you a tech we'll call up the geek squad

Lookin at me I'll give em the nod like I'm big cheese call me fluff god

I mess with the big dogs bringing cash flow from what be inside the pot

Spin back had to knock ya top off cuz that was the main plot