Temple Run

[Intro]
(Noisy on the beat)
Bah
Ayy, let's go

[Verse]
Ayy, kiss my mama 'fore I leave 'cause I know shit get real
Yeah, I know it's a chance that it might rain, the chance that I get killed
But I ain't goin' like that, 'fore I go, I'll up and blow my steel
Ayy, never fold up under pressure, that's your most important skill
Ayy, beefin' with us, boy, you bound to die, so keep that bitch concealed
Ayy, know we bring that heat out in the wind, no, I ain't talkin' grill (Keep it hot)
Yeah, goin' up with this lil' rap shit, but I still post in the field
Ayy, still post with them members, with my gang still in them trenches still
Ayy, still up in them trenches
Runnin' from the law, still jumpin' fencеs (12)
Ayy, never ducked no nigga, ayy, wе still four deep in that car with chops and switches (Frrt, frrt)
Who you know could shoot an opp and go and fuck on all his bitches? (Me)
Ayy, who you know could touch an opp and get on FaceTime with his sister? (Me)
Yeah, I still get on bullshit
Emptied out my clip last time I seen an opp, now I got a full clip
Ayy, I go live on any opp block, no, they ain't gon' do shit
I ain't dropped in 'bout two months, wait 'til they get on my new shit
They gon' get on bullshit
I made them young niggas shoot at they opps, I got them boys influenced
And you can't scream out, "Six" if you ain't hop inside that car and shoot shit (Frrt, bah)
And you can't rap about that hit if you was not the one to do it (Bah)
Yeah, you can't rap about that blick if you was not the one to use it (Shh)
Ayy, man, this shit outrageous
Everybody 'round me got a strap, I think this shit contagious
Yeah, everybody 'round me known to clap, you better say your prayer
Ayy, turned so many opps into some gas, ayy, we got different flavors
Yeah, any opp we see, we on his ass, he try to run, we chase him
Ayy, we ain't never gave no opp no pass (Nah), soon as he look, we face him
7.62s all up in his whip, soon as he talk, we Drac' him (Bah, bah, bah)
Ayy, every time they hear this bitch go off, them boys pick up they paces
We catchin' opps, not catchin' cases (Shh)
Am I gon' step? No hesi'
Don't ask am I gon' blow, I'm ready
My face good from Cook Road to Bragg', you know them sixes devils (Six)
Three hundred-some shots up in his whip, you know them choppers heavy (Bah, bah, bah)
Ayy, thought we had a new whip, put some thirty-day tags on a Chevy (Skrrt)
Ayy, I'm with them apes, we chase you down, we do this shit for fun (Go)
Ayy, I'm with them apes, we chase you down, this shit like Temple Run
Ayy, touched too many opps up with that Glock, I bought a different one
Ayy, both them boys got hit with 5.56, but they was different guns

[Outro]
I'm with them apes, we chase you down, we do this shit for fun
Ayy, I'm with them apes, we chase you down, this shit like Temple Run
Ayy, touched too many opps up with that Glock, I bought a different one
Ayy, both them boys got hit with 5.56, but they was different guns
Huh, uh, this that Reaper talk
This that comin' soon, this that Reaper talk
Uh, this that Reaper talk
Bah, frrt, bah