ACOG

[Chorus: carna]
(Ah, ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah)
On my own, I run it solo, doing my thing
Don't offer me an open hand, I'm doing okay
I won't follow you or take your lead, won't make the same mistakes
I might run away to a hidden place and fade away

[Verse 1: carna]
You just stay the same, it's just sad to say you'll never change
I'm a beast, I'm a monster, lock me in the cage
Aiming through the ACOG, pull the trigger, blow his brains
The feeling of adrenaline, it's running through my veins
Posted up like Desmond, keep a dagger in my sleeve
Hop up off the roof, I'm killing shit like this Assassin's Creed
I done seen some shit that you ain't seen and I could barely sleep
Scars in my mental, you can't put band-aids over those things
Put him in thе dirt, now they saying rest in peacе
Shawty bad, and I'm putting her right on her knees
This shit more than you, it's more than me like what it mean
Sticking to the code, bitch I'm rocking with my team
In the mall-
Walk-walk in the mall, rocking Prada
Get what I want, window shopping, this a nada
Walk around, pockets empty, bitch that's not us
Big gas, and we sparking, that's a crop dust

[Verse 2: kuru]
Ima walk right in the mall, but I don't shop right at the mall
She wanna be the death of me, can't let her be my fault
Get that bag that's in my phone, I picked it up, you let it go
I'm with carna, money falling 'round us like leaves in the fall (aye, go)
I switched out, in a new city, every single week
That boy want a feature, swear he really got me weak (woah)
[?]
[?] I do my own thing, I'm just being me
I don't got no love for these dumb fucks (woah)
I touch down with bros, we counting dumb bucks (yu-yuh)
Yeah, he thought he making hits, but that was dumb luck (woah)
Take a blow right at his stats, I swear that shit sucks (go)
I got stuck up in the middle, I got stuff up in my head
I know that she really hate me, I know that she want me dead
I don't really like to fiddle, I'm gon' leave that shit on read
Took a flight right to Japan, I hit a yen money spread

[Bridge: carna]
(Uh, yeah)
I'm just [?]
(Uh, yeah)
Copy swag, you tryna blend in
(Uh, yeah)
You not one of us, won't get in
(Uh, yeah)
Bigfoot how we steppin'
Step in with a-
M4 with a ACOG
Hit it out the park, we playing baseball
Cold like Minnesota, bitch my heart feel like St. Paul
Please don't waste my time, and if ain't money then we can't talk

[Verse 3: d0lly]
[?]
Guess I'll make it out tomorrow
[?]
[?]
[?]
Nigga thought he was a boss till' I bossed up
Fuck a rapper nigga we shoot up the tour bus
Got the choppa and we make him running towards us
And my money fuckin' enormous
(Ahhh)

[Chorus: carna]
(Ah, ah, ah)
(Ah, ah, ah)
On my own, I run it solo, doing my thing
Don't offer me an open hand, I'm doing okay
I won't follow you or take your lead, won't make the same mistakes
I might run away to a hidden place and fade away

[Outro: carna]
On my own, I run it solo, doing my thing
Don't offer me an open hand, I'm doing okay
I won't follow you or take your lead, won't make the same mistakes
I might run away to a hidden place and fade away