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It’s Going Down - Ola Runt
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It’s Going Down Ola Runt

It’s Going Down - Ola Runt
[Chorus: Ola Runt]
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

[Verse 1: Ola Runt]
She asked me “Ola, did you sign a deal with the Runtz?”
Early in the morning telling lies, call him Cappin' Crunch
Nigga 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 nigga wet like noodles
Early morning, selling glass with the rooster
Strip a nigga like my bitch was a booster
Give him smoke like the bar, the hookah
Soundview kicking shit with the Blazers
Bought me a drac and I flew gang to Portland
Last bit before I’m facing deportion
Bitch 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
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