ABG - Rizal Ocu & Faisal Asahan

(Great John on the beat, by the way) Yeah, I get the bag and run it up (run it up) Yeah, I get the bag and run it up (I get the bag and run it up) Yeah, I get the bag and run it up, yeah (I run it up) I get the bag and run it up (run it up) You gotta be Special Ed, thinkin' 'bout runnin' up We make it hot, look like the sun is up (look like the sun is up) Right by the Tommy's, that's where the gun is tucked (that's where the gun is tucked) Damn, pull out your gun, then you better blow Bro off a pill when he do a drill So when he get high, you better get low Know we make it hot, summer Lil' bitch, I'm the shit, plumber Back out the stick, make it beat like a drummer I ain't lyin', I keep it a hunna My shooters be sliding, you die if you run up I pull up, put a bag on your brother That nigga still hot and I know he a chucker Can't respect him, can't wait 'til we catch him Tell broski to wet him, spread bullets like butter Fuck the plug, he ain't gettin' no money Bitch gon' fuck 'cause I came from the gutter She heard I be trappin', I made her my sucker They ain't with it, I know that they cappin' My gang get to clappin', they runnin' for cover Yeah, they runnin' for cover, uh Yeah, they runnin' for cover, uh I get the bag and run it up (run it up) You gotta be Special Ed, thinkin' 'bout runnin' up We make it hot, look like the sun is up (look like the sun is up) Right by the Tommy's, that's where the gun is tucked (that's where the gun is tucked) Damn, pull out your gun, then you better blow Bro off a pill when he do a drill So when he get high, you better get low Look, please don't play with the bros I promise they see you, they doin' the most Look, can't hit no lick and go ghost I ride with my brothers, we splittin' the toast Back 'em down, I'm like Shaq in the post Yeah, I could do it, don't need nobody close Is you ridin', you ready to go? You say you bangin', better buy you a pole Strapped up, ain't no leavin' it home Don't act up, we put one in your dome Get clapped up, now your name on a stone Throw racks up, watching bitches unfold Since a youngin, we was all buggin' Tryna make the block hot when it's cold, yeah (Tryna make the block hot when it's cold) I get the bag and run it up (run it up) You gotta be Special Ed, thinkin' 'bout runnin' up We make it hot, look like the sun is up (look like the sun is up) Right by the Tommy's, that's where the gun is tucked (that's where the gun is tucked) Damn, pull out your gun, then you better blow Bro off a pill when he do a drill So when he get high, you better get low

Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs Smoke a dub to the head just to get right (Get right) All my ns thats with me gon get nice (Get nice) Shorty taking the D but her head dyke (Head dyke) Stick around me too long wanna get like (Get like) Got my team in my dreams yeah we all in (All in) Put the fam on my back like I'm ballin' (Ballin') Every summer we drip like New Orleans (Orleans) Gotta answer cus money is callin' (Callin') Stick around and I might change your life (Life) Got her lips wrapped around on my pipe (Pipe) Slipped a benzo to one of my kinfolk (Kinfolk) Lotta things hadda do I ain't like (Hey) When you tug with the plugs thats your life (Life) Gotta chill when you pass by the ice (Ice) Shorty bad but she act like a wife (Hey) I'm just trynna get lit for the night (Yeah) Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs You wanna book me for a show (Huh) You bet that I need me some bands I'm sellin' dope on the block And it look like that I'm sellin' sand How you run on me I thought we was mans (Look) Pull up with sticks I'm not talkin' xans I thought they was ops but they was some fans I pull up with drums I'm not talking bands Na free all the apes till they touch on the lands (Huh) I'm in the field rams (Yea) These ns food lambs (Look) Yeah I still post on the block Yeah I still throw up the rock Bh on my heels like a sock (Yea) Get shot in your whip like Tupac Get shot in your whip like Tupac Got racks on me (Racks) Rich lil nigga you ain tryna hit me (Trynna hit me) Nigga try to play me ima put him on a tee (Put him on a tee) Nigga in the hood get hot like heat Pop perk open her thighs dive in (Dive in) Bad lil bitch fits all high end (High end) Give good brain like she gon' college (College) Ain't got a bucket but I put her on the list I was riding in the city nigga sippin on the drank Got a hood bitch n her friends gon' link Got the diamonds on me water niggas call me sink Ain't talking bout cash than it don't make sense I don't feel my palms so the shit don't itch Ain't giving out sauce man yo pockets on lint Glock 19 gon' make me dig In a ho mouth like a mother fuckin cig Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs Got a bad lil thing She be vibin' me I need company She gonna ride for me (Yeah) Only outside for the bag (Cash) But she told me I want you inside of me Got a plug for the eighth on the low Yeah they mad so now they wanna hate But they know All we see is blue faces at shows That shorty is replacing these hs