Run Down lyrics - Lil Yachty (feat. Rio Da Yung OG, Veeze, RMC Mike, Louie Ray, GrindHard E)

 [Lil Yachty:]

(Enrgy made this one)

On my momma, I just, nigga

Nigga just got off his ass

Flew up out here to really talk some shit with these niggas (Frrp)

You wanna talk, you can talk hella shit (Boat, Boat)

On God, look, yeah

Come and suck on my jeweler's dick

My doctor almost died, I made my bitch go and clean his spit

Yeah, on my momma, I need him here

He gon' write the scripts 'til he dip and go head on Kobe

Wraith pulled me over, no question, he didn't owe me

Damn, this bitch just called my name like she really know me

Ain't a rap nigga in the world that can say they hold me

I just got a S-I-G in the back foldin'

I buy SRTs in my sleep, it didn't hurt my pockets

I just saw a sealed pint of Act' and it hurt my sockets

Real VVS on my bitch, ain't no heart lockets

I live on the lake, leave the crib and forgot to lock it

It's okay, I got cameras there

Any my brothers sleepin' upstairs, we got hammers there

And my other brother try to close, he got Pamela there

Good with the blunt, like Tyson Chan' was there

[Rio Da Yung OG:]

Forty-four, doin' the round

Breakin' hearts with a Chrome Hearts sweater on

Breakin' charts on house arrest, I ain't left from home

Takin' hearts, I'm pourin' codeine in styrofoams

I keep a cup of lean on me, don't wanna die alone

What the fuck is one pint? I wanna buy a load

I got the plug to send them bricks, I'm tryna find Lil Boat

Tired of buyin' jewelry and cars, I'm finna buy a goat

Shit, sixty pointers in my ear

I can buy like ten pairs, shit, it won't hurt me

Told Double my next piece gon' be thirty for thirty

Me and Mike takin' blues, goin' thirty for thirty

Ain't got no feelings but I told my lil' bitch it's gon hurt if you hurt me

The funeral home'll prolly run out of dirt if you murk me

Start my day off with a six of some Purp and them Perkies

If the pastor sold dope I walk in the church with a turkey

[Veeze:]

Gang, gang

Rio just put on me a hundred racks, fresh out the bank

Two Gs just put on me, pourin' drank right out the pint

I got bitches sellin' pussy, look like Tyra Banks

I'm rockin' Chrome Hearts, shootin' basketball just like I'm Drake

This shit ain't nothin' to my niggas

Youngest nigga in my crew, got like six figures

I been drippin' since the Trues with the deep stitchin'

Every time he think about his bro he reminiscin'

Boy, we don't shoot up no houses, we hit niggas

Boy, I been sippin' dirty water with my Flint niggas

Ayy, cuz', I just made a lot of blues with my Crip niggas

Blood, I could never be no bool with no snitch niggas

I need a Wockhardt pool so I could swim in it

I'm 'bout to fill a fuckin' coupe with like ten bitches

We just made a pop pitch black like a ten attrition

I been in the back just wrappin' work like I'm big Tiger

[RMC Mike:]

Just got my dick sucked by a caucasian

Glock hit him from three different ways, he call all angles

Walkin' through the set with safeties on, buyin' Palm Angels

Lil' bitch been chasin' me for years, she got strong ankles

SZA, lemme see that watch one time, I need some motivation

I was totin' traps and sellin' dope while you was roller skatin'

Got a bitch pregnant in September, had a COVID baby

Crazy thinkin' 'bout the situation, we ain't have no relation

Yachty, lemme see that anchor chain, I'm tryna fuck an actress

I just placed six thousand in some chains for a fuckin' mattress

Shoot your baby K with no aim, I bust it backwards

Spice talkin', got the ghetto boys movin' up the ladder

Hold on, I ain't done yet

I just finished me a lil' bitch, Mortal Kombat

My daddy caught a body with this Glock, it's a compact

Add another body to the count, just take the gun back

[Louie Ray:]

Keep up, the way that we been goin', we ahead, ahead

Nigga, just five years ago, I scatter it

We was droppin' Act' like droppin' trash in the trash can

Ooh, yeah, it was nothin' to it

Told her that her pussy ain't shit unless I nut into it

I can't really do no extra shit, I do enough movin'

I would go and buy another brick but ain't enough movin'

I heard Flint niggas gettin' love but do too much shootin'

You ain't really active like we is, you do too much coolin'

Droolin', park my car wherever 'til I move it

I'm nasty, fartin', out to eat and don't excuse it

Bro, I hate that I can buy whatever now 'cause I abuse

Order pint just to pour four-fours just to do it

Buyin' jewelry 'cause I put myself on off of music

Take my Perc' fast 'cause I'm already high and I might lose it

It's a hunnid cash and I can count it out to you to prove it

[GrindHard E:]

It's amazin', I'm still out here dodgin' dope cases

I drive a 2020 Benz, same color as a raisin

Louie spit a Perc' 30 wavy and made me take it

Three-five, a A1 in the water, had to face it

Had my crib slappin' like the car, I guess that's why they raid me

When I was sellin' dope I had a couple fiends that stay with me

Ten thousand dollars in a day, you can't make a G

Two hunnid a gram and I'm stiff, you gotta come to me

It's a hustle, ain't no love, my G

Got my old and my new bitch, they baby daddy can't fuck with me

G-R-I-N-DHard, that shit stuck with me