What’s up
Yeah, run, Ricky, run, run n#gg#, run, jump, n#gg#, jump
Come here they come, run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt
Young n#gg# numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin’ it for fun
Give him a little bit and he’ll get a n#gg# done
Son of a god, son of a b#tch
Son of woman and man, son of a son, in a sunken abyss
Summon a plan, please come with a script
Cover my back, cover man, please come with the blitz
Look at the stats, JID like a magician
f#ck that, this some real #ss sh#t, I paid blood for this
Taking cheese from the government
Cereal boxes with the bugs in it
Hand me down, this my brother brothеr’s sh#t
Don’t compare me to no other othеr n#gg#s
In the city, boy, they say they f#cking with you
Heebie jeebie, that’s a bit disgusting, but I get it
I’m full of tension, full of spirit but full of sh#t
Standing next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit him
Shit, I miss him, I wish that that bullet missed him but it didn’t
And since I been living with it like a sickness
Intimate, infinite rhymes, give me the baton
A ticking, ticking time bomb, takin’ the finish line
Look alive, look in my eyes, look at you n#gg#s tryin’
And ya dumb, dumb, better run, run ’cause we fryin’ em
Eastside, where ya from, from n#gg#s wildin’
So be silent before my n#gg#s creep silent
With street knowledge, complete nonsense
Delete comments, online, all lies, we see violence
Every day in my eyes, they killing my n#gg#s, die, n#gg# die
Pull up with the fye, get ’em, n#gg#, it’s eye for an eye
If we gotta ride, f#ck it, n#gg#, ride for the ride of ya life
Diabolical minds, I don’t mind it, I like it, I like it, I love it
I f#ck with you, you a thug, I’ma thug with you
We can knuck, we can buck if a n#gg# f#ck with you
I got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle
Yeah, run Ricky, run, run n#gg#, run, jump n#gg#, jump
Come here they come run, run, run, run
Gun with the drum, bum bitty bum, slump in the trunk
My city go dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb
151 rum and a blunt
Young n#gg# numb, numb, numb and he got a little gun
A little bitty killer really doin’ it for fun
Give him a little bit and he’ll get a-
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