Run Down lyrics
by BBY KODIE
[Verse]
Tell that n*gga lights out it get dark out (b*tch!)
I been in the doghouse in the dog pound
Sliding state-to-state Tesla, he in Greyhound
X6 with his ex he gon' fake out
Go 'head let them Glocks up it's a shakedown, ooh
It's a rundown like f*ck it run down
n*gga talk sh*t we gon' see him run now
Glocks hot as f*ck we gon' f*cking shutdown
Twitter talk what's up pus*y n*gga what's up now? ('Sup?)
Aye what's up now? Talking big sh*t
Twitter finger f*ck n*gga we gon' get lit
Pistol to his face f*ck it see how he split
Dog cage a n*gga we gon' let out this pit
Attack mode goon we don't tell that b*tch sit
Hard-headed ho I can't tell this b*tch sh*t (Stupid)
She all up in my pockets can you come get your b*tch?
Dope that you smoking b*tch you ain't think I noticed?
This is my b*tch, breaking news
I'm at Benihana's b*tch without no shoes
Celiné Dion stylist and I got her in Tru's
Whole outfit new, new Jimmy Choo's
Bought myself some Robin's and I threw away Tru's
My life is so cool, I look like the Sun
Don't trust none these n*ggas they walk with they guns
It's a rundown tell 'em run down
It's a rundown it's a hunt down
It's a rundown it's a rundown
I'm in your town f*ck I run now
Run it now, I want it now
Tell 'em I want it now