[Chorus: Ola Runt]
Guns up, can’t put my gun down
Living fast, I’m sipping Wockhardt just to calm down
Can’t go broke like Joc but where I’m from, it’s going down
Feel like God when he got the bible and he wrote Psalm down
Glock 23 a part of me
You my brother, you starve with me
Got Glocks, we sticked up like a tree
You go to church but I go to the chief
Smoking on opp when I roll up a leaf
Tell me to pull up and I shot a three, damn
Pull up in hatchback Camaros
Stick in the trunk when I point to the punk
[Verse 1: Ola Runt]
She asked me “Ola, did you sign a deal with the Runtz?”
Early in the morning telling lies, call him Cappin' Crunch
N***a want smoke, just pass the blunt
Home invasion like he had a warrant
Flight risk because I never report
Back in the day, I didn’t ever record
I had the Ruger
I was a shooter
Big loud stepping on poodles
Chain gang, get a n***a wet like noodles
Early morning, selling glass with the rooster
Strip a n***a like my bitch was a booster
Give him smoke like the bar, the hookah
Soundview kicking shit with the Blazers
Bought me a drac and I flew gang to Portland
Last bit before I’m facing deportion
Bitch she swear that she ain’t have an abortion
Had them bodies heavily scorching
Cocaine white, I got blood on my forces
Super trendy, I got my clothes from Milan
Sell your soul just like selling your gun
Fifty thousand just to give me a bond
Walk ‘em down then go back on the run
[Chorus: Ola Runt]
Guns up, can’t put my gun down
Living fast, I’m sipping Wockhardt just to calm down
Can’t go broke like Joc but where I’m from, it’s going down
Feel like God when he got the bible and he wrote Psalm down
Glock 23 a part of me
You my brother, you starve with me
Got Glocks, we sticked up like a tree
You go to church but I go to the chief
Smoking on opp when I roll up a leaf
Tell me to pull up and I shot a three, damn
Pull up in hatchback Camaros
Stick in the trunk when I point to the punk
[Verse 2: Nefew]
Your work watery
IG models tryna swallow me
Used to rob, now I turned to elite
But you know I came from poverty
[?] I speak everything that I did
Sold some crack and did some robberies
N***a how ya not feeling like Moses
When I told my hood to follow me
Want some bags you can pull up and shop
Shot him in the heart then drunk me some Wock
250 put a switch on my Glock
Come in handy when I’m spanking my (hawk/hog)
Two bitches fucking, I’m finna join ‘em
Never told but [?] pointers
High scoring team look like they got Corona
Block life I’m the king of the corner
Real VVS [?]
Three hundred blackout when I’m pumping my gas
Ion cut the dope on the diamonds for real
Talking shit so we let that boy smell it
Tryna put him in a box like a Chevy
And no I don’t smoke on my opps cause they reggie
Faggot rappers, n***as painting their nails
[?] we do it he [?]
[Chorus: Ola Runt]
Guns up can’t put my gun down
Living fast I’m sipping Wockhardt just to calm down
Can’t go broke like Joc but where I’m from, it’s going down
Feel like God when he got the bible and he wrote Psalm down
Glock 23 a part of me
You my brother, you starve with me
Got Glocks we sticked up like a tree
You go to church but I go to the chief
Smoking on opp when I roll up a leaf
Tell me to pull up and I shot a three, damn
Pull up in hatchback Camaros
Stick in the trunk when I point to the punk