rundovvn - Secluded Lyrics

Yea, bitch i'm out in the field with percussion
I'm clutchin, catch me i'm killin yo cousin
F*ck it, clutch from LA to Kentucky
Buckets, chicken, green im shootin
I'm distracted don't know what im doin
This bitch bad but damn is she clueless, in a house in the hills it's secluded
(Ohh, blocked by James)
Eow, Yuh, Eow
I put Kriss Vector up on this Gen 5, I could feel this bitch weird through the 3rd eye
In the field dumpin bullets like war cry (Yuh)
Niggas talk on the Gram like he won't die
I ain't trippin bout fame know im gon shine
I'd be lying if I said I wasn't (Eow)
She was lyin, said I wasn't f*ckin
Yea, Yea, Yuh, Eow Eow
She was lyin said I wasn't f*ckin
Yeah, Yeah, Eow, Yea, Eow,
Yuh, Yuh
Private jet for the month i'm exploring, I hit Italy, Paris got boring
Eow, (Laugh) Yuh, Okay
Down the street tote the chop i'm not worried
Eow, Eow, Yuh, Eow, Okay
She gargle my dick with her mouth (Fosho)
Yeah she pretty I love how they bounce
Pullin cash out the bank big amounts (On God)