Ran lyrics

[Chorus]
Pull up to his house, stealing all his cash
You been talking all that sh*t, but you the one that's mad
Pulled a Glock on him, and he ran
Two twin Glocks, I just popped like two twin xans

[Verse]
Put some metal in his head
And you mad 'cause yo b*tch
Motherf*cking gave me head
Pull up on yo block, now his face all red
Bleeding out on the floor, pop a med
f*ck that b*tch, I don't care what she said
And I'm walking with the strap on me
Leave him dead
And I'm spending all these racks
I don't motherf*cking care about your flex
All you do is talk sh*t on the motherf*cking text
Your sh*t is ass
Pull up on your gang with that choppa, it gon blast
Smoking on that pack
And he talk, and he talk (Woah)
Keep that Glock, keep that Glock

[Chorus]
Pull up to his house, stealing all his cash (f*ck)
You been talking all that sh*t, but you the one that's mad
Pullеd a Glock on him, and he ran
Two twin Glocks, I just popped like two twin xans
Pull up to his housе, stealing all his cash
You been talking all that sh*t, but you the one that's mad
Pulled a Glock on him, and he ran
Two twin Glocks, I just popped like two twin xans