StaySolidRocky and Big4Keezy - Rip N Runnin'
Times are runnin', rip 'n' runnin' we can't go backI stopped takin' adderall but girl you know that
Thought you pulled up in the Wagon, hope you drove that
Oppositions see I'm flaggin' we gon' skull that
Pop off, Rocky too high and he ain't landed
He in the fye, he in the sky, he devil dancin'
I don't reply, you bitches cry, I ain't romantic (uh-uh)
Body bag a nigga, pick it up and slam it
You speak on Rip, my finger flick, turn you to ashes
We on that shit, we train that bitch while we was back there
My lighter flick, I reminisce and get to laughin'
We, we just havin' fun, I hit and run like I just crashed it
Fuck around and split his shit in half that a boy a fraction
We gon' come and go, the Glock explode, it's leavin' fragments
Nigga duckin' pressure, robbin' carpets I got static
Throwin' thirty bullets hope your wide receiver catch it
Live life to the fullest I ain't emptyin' out glasses
I dropped out of school, no I ain't fillin' out these classes
Win another round and I'm receivin' these advances
These niggas ain't make it 'cause they burnin' out like plastic
What the fuck? Niggas know whats up (niggas know what's up)
Choppa bust, old bitch like to fuck (old bitch like to fuck)
Can't get cuffed, left 'em in the dust (they left me in the dust)
I can't trust, guess I smell like must (guess I smell like must)
Oh, that's tough (oh, that's tough)
Perky pile, it bust (oh, it bust)
Call my phone, hang that bitch right up (hang that bitch right up)
How if us, can't roll me in no blunt (can't roll me in no)
Hermes, hit the whip, in a 'Vette
Niggas mad, told that bitch, "Oh my bad"
Solo slime by myself, I'm on they ass
Fuck that cash, we get down on your ass
I've been ballin' on these niggas, no Steve Nash
Pop off, Rocky too high and he ain't landed
He in the fye, he in the sky, he devil dancin'
I don't reply, you bitches cry, I ain't romantic (uh-uh)
Body bag a nigga, pick it up and slam it
You speak on Rip, my finger flick, turn you to ashes
We on that shit, we train that bitch while we was back there
My lighter flick, I reminisce and get to laughin'
We, we just havin' fun, I hit and run like I just crashed it
Fuck livin', got some real hard feelings
Fuck the streets, but you niggas still in it
Behind the streets all your partners went missin', oh
Written by:
Darak Figueroa
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