Run Down

[Lil Yachty:]
(Enrgy made this one)
On my momma, I just, nigga
Nigga just got off his ass
Flew up out here to really talk some shit with these niggas (Frrp)
You wanna talk, you can talk hella shit (Boat, Boat)
On God, look, yeah

Come and suck on my jeweler's dick
My doctor almost died, I made my bitch go and clean his spit
Yeah, on my momma, I need him here
He gon' write the scripts 'til he dip and go head on Kobe
Wraith pulled me over, no question, he didn't owe me
Damn, this bitch just called my name like she really know me
Ain't a rap nigga in the world that can say they hold me
I just got a S-I-G in the back folding
I buy SRTs in my sleep, it didn't hurt my pockets
I just saw a sealed pint of Act' and it hurt my sockets
Real VVS on my bitch, ain't no heart lockets
I live on the lake, leave the crib and forgot to lock it
It's okay, I got cameras there
Any my brothers sleeping upstairs, we got hammers there
And my other brother try to close, he got Pamela there
Good with the blunt, like Tyson Chan' was there

[Rio Da Yung OG:]
Forty-four, doing the round
Breaking hearts with a Chrome Hearts sweater on
Breaking charts on house arrest, I ain't left from home
Taking hearts, I'm pouring codeine in styrofoams
I keep a cup of lean on me, don't wanna die alone
What the fuck is one pint? I wanna buy a load
I got the plug to send them bricks, I'm tryna find Lil Boat
Tired of buying jewelry and cars, I'm finna buy a goat
Shit, sixty pointers in my ear
I can buy like ten pairs, shit, it won't hurt me
Told Double my next piece gon' be thirty for thirty
Me and Mike taking blues, going thirty for thirty
Ain't got no feelings but I told my lil' bitch it's gon hurt if you hurt me
The funeral home'll prolly run out of dirt if you murk me
Start my day off with a six of some Purp and them Perkies
If the pastor sold dope I walk in the church with a turkey

[Veeze:]
Gang, gang
Rio just put on me a hundred racks, fresh out the bank
Two Gs just put on me, pouring drank right out the pint
I got bitches selling pussy, look like Tyra Banks
I'm rocking Chrome Hearts, shooting basketball just like I'm Drake
This shit ain't nothing to my niggas
Youngest nigga in my crew, got like six figures
I been dripping since the Trues with the deep stitching
Every time he think about his bro he reminiscing
Boy, we don't shoot up no houses, we hit niggas
Boy, I been sipping dirty water with my Flint niggas
Ayy, cuz', I just made a lot of blues with my Crip niggas
Blood, I could never be no bool with no snitch niggas
I need a Wockhardt pool so I could swim in it
I'm 'bout to fill a fucking coupe with like ten bitches
We just made a pop pitch black like a ten attrition
I been in the back just wrapping work like I'm big Tiger

[RMC Mike:]
Just got my dick sucked by a caucasian
Glock hit him from three different ways, he call all angles
Walking through the set with safeties on, buying Palm Angels
Lil' bitch been chasing me for years, she got strong ankles
SZA, lemme see that watch one time, I need some motivation
I was toting traps and selling dope while you was roller skating
Got a bitch pregnant in September, had a COVID baby
Crazy thinking 'bout the situation, we ain't have no relation
Yachty, lemme see that anchor chain, I'm tryna fuck an actress
I just placed six thousand in some chains for a fucking mattress
Shoot your baby K with no aim, I bust it backwards
Spice talking, got the ghetto boys moving up the ladder
Hold on, I ain't done yet
I just finished me a lil' bitch, Mortal Kombat
My daddy caught a body with this Glock, it's a compact
Add another body to the count, just take the gun back

[Louie Ray:]
Keep up, the way that we been going, we ahead, ahead
Nigga, just five years ago, I scatter it
We was dropping Act' like dropping trash in the trash can
Ooh, yeah, it was nothing to it
Told her that her pussy ain't shit unless I nut into it
I can't really do no extra shit, I do enough moving
I would go and buy another brick but ain't enough moving
I heard Flint niggas getting love but do too much shooting
You ain't really active like we is, you do too much cooling
Drooling, park my car wherever 'til I move it
I'm nasty, farting, out to eat and don't excuse it
Bro, I hate that I can buy whatever now 'cause I abuse
Order pint just to pour four-fours just to do it
Buying jewelry 'cause I put myself on off of music
Take my Perc' fast 'cause I'm already high and I might lose it
It's a hunnid cash and I can count it out to you to prove it

[GrindHard E:]
It's amazing, I'm still out here dodging dope cases
I drive a 2020 Benz, same color as a raisin
Louie spit a Perc' 30 wavy and made me take it
Three-five, a A1 in the water, had to face it
Had my crib slapping like the car, I guess that's why they raid me
When I was selling dope I had a couple fiends that stay with me
Ten thousand dollars in a day, you can't make a G
Two hunnid a gram and I'm stiff, you gotta come to me
It's a hustle, ain't no love, my G
Got my old and my new bitch, they baby daddy can't fuck with me
G-R-I-N-DHard, that shit stuck with me