UltraFire on the track
Yeah, you don't want no problems, get the f*ck up out my way
Told my brothers we gon' make it, told my momma it's okay
And my homies celebrating, we just waiting for my day
Go and open up a bottle, 'cause we boutta get our pay
They don't see me winning, they don't like that
And my gang up on your shit, don't come and fight back
I don't f*ck with random bitches, I ain't like that
Call up on my number, you gon' die back
We been dreaming 'bout that bands now
Yeah, we talk but we really ain't no friends now
I remember back when you ain't even been down
For us it's always action till it's f*cking man down
Look, I've been running all my gang shit now
Spending all them nights, I've been running shit down
Catching all the stangs, they don't talk shit now
Come and test my patience, I'ma lose my grip now
Run it up now, run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now, run it up, run it up now
And I'm going through these bitches like I'm
Come and run it up if you out here and tryna say something
All these bitches fake out, they exacting tryna play something
If he gon' pull up to me, he f*ck, he tryna break something
All I see is pussies on the street, they tryna play dumb
I've been in this shit for years, and I ain't stopping
Who the f*ck doubting me, I'm finna stomp him
I murdered all these haters 'cause I'm done playing dumb
Put a drum up and a gun, now they running out of time
Run it up now, run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now, run it up, run it up now
Run it up now, run it up now, run it up, run it up now
Run it up, run it up now, run it up, run it up now
And I'm going through these bitches like I'm