Run & Gun

Lyrics

[Intro] Whatever in your stash, I got triple that Whatever in your stash, I got triple that, bitch Come on Whatever in your, nigga [Verse] Whatever in your stash, I blew triple that Bro could call a UAV, he caught a triple hat Once I double up, I'm gon' triple back Unky at the spot playing with rock but he can't dribble that This spin the block music not no civil rap Probably wear an A cup, my opp got little racks Matrix if I don't hit 'em, boy, we bending back Missed the load, I got warlord with all this shit attached I think it's funny he don't know his ho a GOAT You a burger, boy, your whole clique a 4 for 4 I could teach you niggas game, I could show the ropes Even at the red light, the only thing bro know is go 20's in my Cartis and my soda four Every time I make a wave, they gon' get on the boat Just when they think I quit I bet I go some more Pull up to my favorite oppy hill, we going door to door She say ain't no nigga like me, bae, that's 'cause I'm one of none I could probably match the fucking Navy, got a hundred guns Bro a camera man, he catch a rapper then it's run and gun Bought an Arizona with a Benji, I don't fuck with ones He rapping 'bout that money, is he touching somethin'? I get straight into her, is you sucking somethin'? These niggas mini-mes, they like my fucking sons They wondering am I up like it's the fucking sun? She wanna fuck Militia, all my buddies rich All these boogers in my bezel, got a stuffy wrist With a ten, Glock and 9 sipping muddy six If I hit the mall, might lose a 30, I blow money quick Hit shit fully, I might pop a opp with cuddie blick She don't speak no English, I told baby "suckie dick" They say Being broke a joke, he got a funny clique I'm all in his ho ear like, "Do you love me, bitch?" Better not think I'm Green, I'm like Jalen, all these rockets round Talking like a plug, never copped a pound 300 blackout with suppressor, ain't hearing not a sound Boy, I stay with Mickie like I'm Minnie, this a lot of rounds Looking at that money, I done got aroused I bet I get the scoop you on my side of town Can't have them rounds flying when I'm not around We gon' turn him over to the Lord, catch him out of bounds [Outro] Dog Shit Militia What up, Chet? Gang