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It’s Going Down
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Ola Runt
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Guns up, can’t put my gun down Living fast, I’m sipping Wockhardt just to calm down Can’t go broke like Joc but where I’m from, it’s going down Feel like God when he got the bible and he wrote Psalm down Glock 23 a part of me You my brother, you starve with me Got Glocks, we sticked up like a tree You go to church but I go to the chief Smoking on opp when I roll up a leaf Tell me to pull up and I shot a three, damn Pull up in hatchback Camaros Stick in the trunk when I point to the punk She asked me “Ola, did you sign a deal with the Runtz?” Early in the morning telling lies, call him Cappin' Crunch n***a want smoke, just pass the blunt Home invasion like he had a warrant Flight risk because I never report Back in the day, I didn’t ever record I had the Ruger I was a shooter Big loud stepping on poodles Chain gang, get a n***a wet like noodles Early morning, selling glass with the rooster Strip a n***a like my b*t*h was a booster Give him smoke like the bar, the hookah Soundview kicking sh*t with the Blazers Bought me a drac and I flew gang to Portland Last bit before I’m facing deportion b*t*h she swear that she ain’t have an abortion Had them bodies heavily scorching Cocaine white, I got blood on my forces Super trendy, I got my clothes from Milan Sell your soul just like selling your gun Fifty thousand just to give me a bond Walk ‘em down then go back on the run Guns up, can’t put my gun down Living fast, I’m sipping Wockhardt just to calm down Can’t go broke like Joc but where I’m from, it’s going down Feel like God when he got the bible and he wrote Psalm down Glock 23 a part of me You my brother, you starve with me Got Glocks, we sticked up like a tree You go to church but I go to the chief Smoking on opp when I roll up a leaf Tell me to pull up and I shot a three, damn Pull up in hatchback Camaros Stick in the trunk when I point to the punk Your work watery IG models tryna swallow me Used to rob, now I turned to elite But you know I came from poverty I speak everything that I did Sold some crack and did some robberies n***a how ya not feeling like Moses When I told my hood to follow me Want some bags you can pull up and shop Shot him in the heart then drunk me some Wock 250 put a switch on my Glock Come in handy when I’m spanking my (hawk/hog) Two b*t*hes f**king, I’m finna join ‘em Never told but [?] pointers High scoring team look like they got Corona Block life I’m the king of the corner Real VVS [?] Three hundred blackout when I’m pumping my gas Ion cut the dope on the diamonds for real Talking sh*t so we let that boy smell it Tryna put him in a box like a Chevy And no I don’t smoke on my opps cause they reggie Faggot rappers, n***as painting their nails Guns up can’t put my gun down Living fast I’m sipping Wockhardt just to calm down Can’t go broke like Joc but where I’m from, it’s going down Feel like God when he got the bible and he wrote Psalm down Glock 23 a part of me You my brother, you starve with me Got Glocks we sticked up like a tree You go to church but I go to the chief Smoking on opp when I roll up a leaf Tell me to pull up and I shot a three, damn Pull up in hatchback Camaros Stick in the trunk when I point to the punk
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