RunEmDown

[Intro: 5.53FXNDI]
Whe-When I'm off the pills, I get to drillin'
I like to spaz; I don't like chillin'
When I got my Glock, turn it to the villain
You cap in yo' rap, nobody be killin'
Niggas be funny, actin' like Elmo
Ask for my blunt, lil' nigga, say hell no
Nigga got smoked just like the [?]
Hop out a car, my choppa say hello-
What are you fuckin' nuts?
CYFAL
N!CKN!TE

[Verse 1: 5.53FXNDI]
Whe-When I'm off the pills, I get to drillin'
I like to spaz; I don't like chillin'
When I got my Glock, turn it to the villain
You cap in yo' rap, nobody be killin'
Niggas be funny, actin' like Elmo
Ask for my blunt, lil' nigga, say hell no
Nigga got smoked just like the [?]
Hop out a car, my choppa say hello
I-I-I-I get to the guap when I'm runnin' this [?] and my choppas extended [?]
And these niggas be fakе, they actin' like fags
And I can't stand the fact that I gotta bе here
When these lames and these [?]
Ballin' lil' tears from over they ears
The choppa gon' hit him, gon' rip off his ears
So, then he can't hear
This shit [?]
Blo-Blow up the government, blow up the world
[?] the backseat
.45 pack [?]
[?]
Niggas isn't feelin' me
You can see the real in me
I don't fuck with niggas that be fuckin' with the enemy
Hold on, stop
Le-Le-Let me load my Glock
Pu-Put it-Put it to his face
Watch his body fuckin' drop
I-I-I-I-I do not give a fuck
I'm 'bout smoke, I won't duck
I can't lack, I must tuck
You test me, you get stuck
You get found, you out of luck
You with the opps, you get struck
We pull up in that black truck
That slug shot, that big buck

[Verse 2: Ilovekakuri]
I do a drive by, bitch, I'm not stoppin'
All of these bodies that you ain't droppin'
Got [?] in my system, you know I love poppin'
[?]
I had to come up, yeah, I had to get money
If I [?] the Glock, you better start runnin'
You bitches fake, I think it's just funny
50 in a clip, bitch, I'm fuckin gunnin'
You don't want no [?], I shoot 'till there's nothin'
Red dot on yo' head, bitch, I'm fuckin huntin'
[?] them hollow tips, i'ma get to stuntin'
[?], I do not know nothin'
Glock up on my waist, that's what I be tuckin'
Yuh, Glock up on my waist that's what I be tuck-

[Verse 3: Ilovekakuri]
[?]

[Verse 4: Ilovekakuri]
Yuh, yuh
Gassin' up the whip, bitch, you know it's always hotbox
Posted up with Fxndi, ridin' around with fuckin hot Glocks
I don't need a broom but i'm gone get to sweepin'
Don't play no fair [?], you know I'm always gon' sneak in
Too many bodies layin' in my trunk, it start reekin'
I'm trippin' off the acid and i'm peakin'
But don't get me wrong, bitch, i'll leave you leakin'
You ain't [?]