Run The City lyrics

by

​payton


[Part I]

[Intro]
f*ck it, let's go

[Chorus]
I got Brodie in the back he told me how to drop that sh*t
I dropped Tardi Season 4 and ain’t nobody top that sh*t
I gotta duck all of the cops cause I be moving with the stick
Lil bro said he want war go get troops and hit his sh*t
Mop mop mop (hey)
b*tch get dropped
Got my soldiers in the spot, them f*cking opps finna rott
I gotta go can never stop, don’t needa aim I got a dot
She gone blow me I’m too hot, just tell them Tardi back on top

[Verse 1]
Pouring 4s till I’m gone, b*tch I’m high up out my mind
Got a glocky on my side, I hit you with that f*cking 9
You get hit up with this 10, imma take back what is mine
b*tch I’m feeling like Comethazine, them Jordan’s make me glide
Throw them stacks b*tch I’m tryna see who really paid
She took some molly tryna turn it to a f*cking rave
They gone listen when this drops they’ll be on my wave
But et a cracker try to bite me, he a f*cking stain
Send some shots up at his brain
Yeah that boy gone feel my pain
I ain’t got nothing to lose but I got a f*cking lot to gain
I ain’t really in the mood I’m tryna burn him in the rain
Mayhem in the streets, b*tch I’m feeling like I’m Bane
Shoutout f*cking Cam
Yeah that choppa spray like Pam
Got that jelly but no jam
That buy get taxed I feel like Sam
Big ole 12 I feel alive
Boy stop talking f*cking slide
Got good brain I think she wise
Double A we on the rise
[Part II]

[Verse 2]
Yeah my b*tch know what’s up, said I’m all up in that throat
Got them VV’s on me, you gone need a f*cking coat
In the flesh then can’t catch me, said I’m something like a ghost
Shoutout Yeat, but I ain’t ever gone be sorry bout that hoe
Been clutching through the street I’m steady with that pole
That b*tch a rockstar, got powder on her nose
Got me an Audemar flooded, yeah my wrist be always froze
Got me a tall sprite like Carti, pouring up until im ghost
'Till I die I’m always clutching
Who did that? I don’t know nothing
Run the city I ain’t bluffing
Bag of runts I’m always puffing
Got an M you got a K
Round your block like a parade
This for my dogs down in the grave
b*tch this for Jay

[Chorus]
I got Brodie in the back he told me how to drop that sh*t
I dropped Tardi Season 4 and ain’t nobody top that sh*t
I gotta duck all of the cops cause I be moving with the stick
Lil bro said he want war go get troops and hit his sh*t
Mop mop mop (hey)
b*tch get dropped
Got my soldiers in the spot, them f*cking opps finna rott
I gotta go can never stop, don’t needa aim I got a dot
She gone blow me I’m too hot, just tell them Tardi back on top
[Outro: SD Rico]
AP2TONE make it boom
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