[Intro: Kevin Gates & EST Gee]
Say Runtz, this shit what I been goin' through lately, you heard me?
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
[Chorus: EST Gee]
Slidin' through the streets, took off my cleats and got some peace from it
I been here since I was selling water zips for three hundred (FOREVEROLLING)
First time I hit something with that blick, I had a weak stomach
7.62 bullets knock the numbers off of 300
He ain't die, but his remaining life gon' be a cucumber
Niggas can't out-snake me, I'm a king cobra
[Verse 1: EST Gee]
The realest ass, the trenches let my brother run through three boulders
Last one so ign'ant, that the J, he wish hе could re-smoke it
Next timе I see Henry, I know it might be a shootout
Serving on probation with a anklet at my boo house
Give your life to me, and what I do and you get flewed out
Leave it in ho raw while she on top and let it ooze out
Her head was so stupid, would've thought she had two mouths
He said, "Are you sure you don't wanna talk?" And I said, "No doubt"
Took a break from trappin', started rappin', made a new drought
Talking to them ratchets get you clapped at your new house
Your bitch said you're so scared, told me everything I knew 'bout
They said he almost dead, so I'm just praying they pull the trigger (Swear to God, please let 'em pull the trigger)
Say Runtz, this shit what I been goin' through lately, you heard me?
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
[Chorus: EST Gee]
Slidin' through the streets, took off my cleats and got some peace from it
I been here since I was selling water zips for three hundred (FOREVEROLLING)
First time I hit something with that blick, I had a weak stomach
7.62 bullets knock the numbers off of 300
He ain't die, but his remaining life gon' be a cucumber
Niggas can't out-snake me, I'm a king cobra
[Verse 1: EST Gee]
The realest ass, the trenches let my brother run through three boulders
Last one so ign'ant, that the J, he wish hе could re-smoke it
Next timе I see Henry, I know it might be a shootout
Serving on probation with a anklet at my boo house
Give your life to me, and what I do and you get flewed out
Leave it in ho raw while she on top and let it ooze out
Her head was so stupid, would've thought she had two mouths
He said, "Are you sure you don't wanna talk?" And I said, "No doubt"
Took a break from trappin', started rappin', made a new drought
Talking to them ratchets get you clapped at your new house
Your bitch said you're so scared, told me everything I knew 'bout
They said he almost dead, so I'm just praying they pull the trigger (Swear to God, please let 'em pull the trigger)
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