Run down

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If u gonna blow then blow

If u want smoke get smoked

My **** on Goooo Let’s Go

......Hoooook....

{verse}

My shooters don’t be on NO capping

We toing the heat in Manhattan

I feel like A giant NO capping

My ****’s they moving like gabbing’s

Im calling the shots make it happen

I guess u can call me the captain

Im high as A kite check out my rick u see the diamond’s they dancing

I’m FLY like A plane check out the Fit Look at the shit I just stepped in

Im sipping on lean when i hop in the whip

Im on my way on A mission

Too lazy to push the button use my mind as A weapon so u know I’m set for discussion

Zan’s turns me into A mummy

Perks makes me feel like A zombie

But i still let it float in my tummy

Jump in my bag when I’m hungry

Run up A bag with the zommie

Stick to the code get the money

You Don’t want No smoke get the vapor

We shoot up yur block kill yur neighbor

We call it spending the block around here we don’t fuck with opps and know we don’t pale with cops

I know some killers that owes me some favors

I can’t be doing no capping

And they pulling up with them glack’s with layser’s we making it hot in manhattan

Y’all pulling up to gun fight with tasers y’all can get left in Manhattans

We giving shots no chaser shots after shots

No liquor

{chorus}

If u gonna blow then blow

If u want smoke get smoked

My **** on Goooo Let’s Go