
Don’t Run Kyle Richh (Ft. Jahh Staxks)
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[Intro: Jahh Staxks]
This is a Schiri beat
24 is the GOAT
Kyle Richh, I really love you
(Gang, gang, gang, nigga)
Gang, look, gang, look, gang
[Verse 1: Jahh Staxks]
Told bro don't run, uh
It's a PD, we 'bout to have fun
Pass it to AK, he grippin' the gun
DOA, please don't get shot in your lung, gang
I don't got time for the playin' (At all)
Duckin' these bullets, I feel like The Matrix, gang
Who he gon' flock at the station?
AK the G, so he started raisin', gang
Who he gon' flock at next?
DE on timin', he grippin' the tech
Who got shot in the neck?
Medics stay comin', they hearin' the mess
Ayo KR, why they actin' like you don't spray AR's?
Five shots, we gon' shoot like the playoff
He sleep, somethin' like a day off
Like [?] that nigga can't lay off
He snoozin', no Tommy, I feel like I'm cruisin'
I got bread, I'm not talkin' 'bout gluten
Sand rocks, he thought it was Houston, gang
This is a Schiri beat
24 is the GOAT
Kyle Richh, I really love you
(Gang, gang, gang, nigga)
Gang, look, gang, look, gang
[Verse 1: Jahh Staxks]
Told bro don't run, uh
It's a PD, we 'bout to have fun
Pass it to AK, he grippin' the gun
DOA, please don't get shot in your lung, gang
I don't got time for the playin' (At all)
Duckin' these bullets, I feel like The Matrix, gang
Who he gon' flock at the station?
AK the G, so he started raisin', gang
Who he gon' flock at next?
DE on timin', he grippin' the tech
Who got shot in the neck?
Medics stay comin', they hearin' the mess
Ayo KR, why they actin' like you don't spray AR's?
Five shots, we gon' shoot like the playoff
He sleep, somethin' like a day off
Like [?] that nigga can't lay off
He snoozin', no Tommy, I feel like I'm cruisin'
I got bread, I'm not talkin' 'bout gluten
Sand rocks, he thought it was Houston, gang
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