clayco baby - run up lyrics
[chorus: clayco baby]
run in my house, and i’m k!llin’ ’em all
blastin’ the gun, i’ma shoot til’ i fall
poppin’ the molly, its lockin my jaw
gotta few bands, that i spent at the mall
if i’m hittin’, you that it’s raw
never leave the house, without carrying my glock
n-gga talk sh-t, we gon pull up at his spot
ar-15 with a scope and a c-ck
wanna be bold, and getcho’ -ss popped
pull up broad day with the glock
sippin’ on lean, it’s wok
pull on ya block with the glock, i got the shootas on lock
bullets is hot like a summer, pull on ya block with the dumper
[verse 1: clayco baby]
call me the plumber, i got the pipes
you look like a man, but a b-tch like a dyk-
do the dash, when i see the lights
got homies that sling that white
we got the ak’s with the sights
ski masks, when we slide at night
wanna be bold, we gon catch on sights
red beams, and you know they is bright
[chorus: clayco baby]
run in my house, and i’m k!llin’ ’em all
blastin’ the gun, i’ma shoot til’ i fall
poppin’ the molly, its lockin my jaw
gotta few bands, that i spent at the mall
if i’m hittin’, you that it’s raw
never leave the house, without carrying my glock
n-gga talk sh-t, we gon pull up at his spot
ar-15 with a scope and a c-ck
wanna be bold, and getcho’ -ss popped
pull up broad day with the glock
sippin’ on lean, it’s wok
pull on ya block with the glock, i got the shootas on lock
bullets is hot like a summer, pull on ya block with the dumper
[verse 2: clayco baby]
i’m makin’ all my shots no jumper, shootas in the corner no thunder
pullin up in a rari, no hummer
n-gga talk sh-t, we gon put him in slumber
cashin this check with my brudda
run in yo door, with the cutters
thirty round clip aimed at yo mother, unload the clip, reload another
[chorus: clayco baby]
run in my house, and i’m k!llin’ ’em all
blastin’ the gun, i’ma shoot til’ i fall
poppin’ the molly, its lockin my jaw
gotta few bands, that i spent at the mall
if i’m hittin’, you that it’s raw
never leave the house, without carrying my glock
n-gga talk sh-t, we gon pull up at his spot
ar-15 with a scope and a c-ck
wanna be bold, and getcho’ -ss popped
pull up broad day with the glock
sippin’ on lean, it’s wok
pull on ya block with the glock, i got the shootas on lock
bullets is hot like a summer, pull on ya block with the dumper
[verse 3: clayco baby]
glock 23 in the booth, diamonds hurtin’ my tooth
smokin’ on gorilla glue, vvs’ sick like the flu
if i’m eatin’, you know im sharin’
walk in the mall, them b-tches starin’
if i pop you, ain’t no sparing, ion got time for caring
[chorus: clayco baby]
run in my house, and i’m k!llin’ ’em all
blastin’ the gun, i’ma shoot til’ i fall
poppin’ the molly, its lockin my jaw
gotta few bands, that i spent at the mall
if i’m hittin’, you that it’s raw
never leave the house, without carrying my glock
n-gga talk sh-t, we gon pull up at his spot
ar-15 with a scope and a c-ck
wanna be bold, and getcho’ -ss popped
pull up broad day with the glock
sippin’ on lean, it’s wok
pull on ya block with the glock, i got the shootas on lock
bullets is hot like a summer, pull on ya block with the dumper
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