Run Down

[Intro: Doe Boy and Waka Flocka Flame]
Gang
Freebands and Brick Squad nigga
Eastside nigga to the southside nigga
Nigga, what's happenin?

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Catch an op on the block, Imma run down
Run up on him with the Glock, score a touchdown
Since a youngin, mama told me "put that gun down"
I'm already in these streets, can't give up now
I'm already knee deep, can't give a fuck now
I just scored on an op, nigga, touchdown
Nigga reachin for my watch, he get gunned down
Imma let my gun bust for my bustdown
Imma pull up on an op, like "what's up now?"

[Verse 1: Doe Boy]
Talkin gangsta on the net, but is you tough now?
Got some shooters down to roll for the touchdown
Beef with us, no gettin out, you stuck now
You can't go to war with us, cause your niggas broke now
Nigga said he want smoke, shoot him in his throat
Plug tryna sell the Lean, but I come up short
All these shooters on the fuckin team on Coke
We gon run up in his trap, bring them drugs out
We gon lay a nigga down when them guns out
All these diamonds on my neck cost too much now
All these shooters, all these bitches got too much clout

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Catch an op on the block, Imma run down
Run up on him with the Glock, score a touchdown
Since a youngin, mama told me "put that gun down"
I'm already in these streets, can't give up now
I'm already knee deep, can't give a fuck now
I just scored on an op, nigga, touchdown
Nigga reachin for my watch, he get gunned down
Imma let my gun bust for my bustdown
Imma pull up on an op, like "what's up now?"

[Verse 2: Waka Flocka Flame]
Demos, demos, demos
We layin demos
Park in the pussy, nigga tryna be a hero
I been thuggin since that pistol in my Timbos
That's why I only speak Blood lingo
Waka Flame in this motherfucker
Chain in this motherfucker
Gang gang gang gang we in this motherfucker
Shooters in this motherfucker
Trappers in this motherfucker
Robbers in this motherfucker
We in this motherfucker
Ride on a mission with Big Homie Flock
30 got the covering on the plastic Glock
They say the trap ain't booming if that shit ain't hot
So I went and opened up a trap on your block

[Chorus: Doe Boy]
Catch an op on the block, Imma run down
Run up on him with the Glock, score a touchdown
Since a youngin, mama told me "put that gun down"
I'm already in these streets, can't give up now
I'm already knee deep, can't give a fuck now
I just scored on an op, nigga, touchdown
Nigga reachin for my watch, he get gunned down
Imma let my gun bust for my bustdown
Imma pull up on an op, like "what's up now?"