[Intro: Beece Daytona]
Yeah, Run up on who?
N***a how you going to run up on me n***a
Lamron!

[Hook: Beece Daytona]
Try to run up on me
Pussy Pussy Bitch, try to run up on me
I dare motherfucker try to run up on me
It's going to be some spilled blood and it ain't going to be my blood
Motherfucker, I got my gun on me, I got my gun on me, I got my gun on me
You better run homie, I got my gun on me, I got my gun on me
Try-Try-Try to run up on me I keep a gun on me

[Verse 1: Beece Daytona]
I got my gun on me; I dare n***a run
Run that motherfucker if you think you want some
Got a chopper and my chopper came with a drum
Get to sounding like a church band when it bum
I up it quick and start shooting just to see them run
There will be nothing left but shells when the cops come
But I'm stained dumb, from the brain son
I feel like I'm Superman when I get behind the gun
I let my nuts hang; I let my clip hang
It's stain gang bitch; we let it gang bang
Throwing up gang signs, my gun I bang mine
When there's drama we are yelling out it's game time
You can't be serious what you repping is delirious, what you try to get I get it, what you want to do I did it
Yeah, Its Beece motherfucker let your gun spray
My chopper is prodigy; I use it when it's gun play
[Hook: Beece Daytona]
Try to run up on me
Pussy Pussy Bitch, try to run up on me
I dare motherfucker try to run up on me
It's going to be some spilled blood and it ain't going to be my blood
Motherfucker, I got my gun on me, I got my gun on me, I got my gun on me
You better run homie, I got my gun on me, I got my gun on me
Try-Try-Try to run up on me I keep a gun on me

[Verse 2: Lil Reese]
Please don't run up on me
I stay strapped bitch Lamron and my homies
Stain Gang be the gang, shoutout broski
And if he got it not put on he get pokey
And I hate up on them bitch I like them chunky
A small circle no new n***as we so lowkey
Watch flexing I can't help it got em on me
I've been balling call it Spalding that's that Beece and bitch you know I'm Reese
I couple hittas with me, and they'll tote for free, and they'll blow for free, you get smoked for free
Ain't shit sweet, but you don't know me
When we blow heat, ya'll blow heat
Y'all break hands with the police
Been Lamron fuck CPD
Got a bitch she'll neck on me
Fresh polo yeah I got on wheats
My religious band shoot to the streets
All that friendly shit he don't know me
I'll be pimping, yall be frienemies
One time to all my mini me's
Shoutout to all my enemies, I keep it on ride up one me
Free all my n***as that's in the jail
For all my N***as I'm going HAM
Wrong or right you're getting blammed