ACOG lyrics

by

kuru


[Chorus: carna 007]
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 007]
You just stay the same, it's just sad to say you'll never chang— (go)
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 sh*t like it's Assassin's Creed
I done seen some sh*t that you ain't seen, and I could barely sleep
Scars in my mental, you can't put band-aids over those things
P-Put him in the dirt, now thеy saying "rest in peace"
My shawty bad, and I'm putting hеr right on her knees
This sh*t more than you, it's more than me, like what it mean
Sticking to the code, b*tch 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 (Uh uh)
Walk around, pockets empty, b*tch 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, huh
She wan' 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 call
I'm with carna, money falling 'round us like leaves in the fall, aye, go
I touch down, in a new city, every single week
That boy want a feature, swear he really got me weak, woah
I don't like to converse on my sons, it not my seeve
Shout-out twin, I do my own thing, I'm just being me, huh
I don't got no love for these dumb f*cks, 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 look right at his stats, I swear that sh*t sucks, go
I got stuck up in the middle, I got stuck 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 sh*t on read
Took a flight right to Japan, I hit a yen money spread

[Verse 3: carna 007]
(Uh, yeah)
I'm the future, just like Hendrix
(Uh, yeah)
Copy swag, you tryna blend in
(Uh, yeah)
You not one of us, won't get in
(Uh, yeah)
Big-bigfoot how we step in
Step in with a—
M4 with a ACOG
Hit it out the park, we playing baseball
Cold like Minnesota, b*tch my heart feel like St. Paul
Please don't waste my time, and if ain't money then we can't talk
[Verse 4: d0llywood1 & kuru]
Guess I'll text that b*tch like why you callin'
Guess I'll make it out tomorrow
I'm not used to taking losses
I been runnin' up, then I lost it
Tryna put me in the back, took it boss up
n*gga thought he was a boss till' I bossed up
f*ck a rapper n*gga we shoot up the tour bus (shoot up the tour bus)
Up the choppa and we make him running towards us (towards us)
And my money f*ckin' enormous (enourmous)
(Ahhh)

[Chorus: carna 007]
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 007]
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
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