phone-eg - run up in your spot lyrics
[hook: phone-eg]
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
phone-eg come through and run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
phone-eg come through and take what you got
[verse 1: phone-eg]
run up in your spot, taking what you got
glock make you stop, drop
f-ckin’ skate, better make your jaw lock
when i run up in your spot, wanna call cops
stop, better call swat
phone-e gun can make a whale pop
and you’re lucky your doorway’s wuom wuom
(why phone-e? why phone-e? why?)
’cause i was trynna bring a gun in here
that’s bigger than a t-rex pum pum
phone-e don’t play that
swing a gun to phone-e, phone-eg gon’ spray that
phone-e gun is like weed, phone-e gun make you laid back
if a man wanted beef, yo, a man could just say that
don’t let the payback stop
a man want to diss, leave his grandma distraught
if you walk the walk, you better talk the talk
before phone-e come through and run up in your spot
[hook: phone-eg]
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
phone-eg come through and run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
phone-eg come through and take what you got
[verse 2: pryde]
yeah, real sh-t, real sh-t
melonmob gangsters
stay fruity
melonmob!
(truss me!) whole squad mobbin’
got a chopper and a pink shirt
(truss me!) call my glock ernie
when i shoot him and his b-tch bert
(truss me!) burners gon’ pop off like, “f-ck all you hoes”
my gun clean and clear cause it’s under control
your body’s for here but your money’s to go
my gun put you in a tomb, tomb
my gun’s a d-ck, every hater is a pum pum
my gun’s like house music, it go, “boom boom”
if you wanna run around and say my d-ck is wum wum
when my gun speaks, it sounds like sean paul
(so mi go so then)
cause you can’t understand it
but you know what it’s interpreting?
you’re just like, “f-ck, this sh-t is crazy”
okay, alright, f-ck that punchline
wastemans get wasted out
wastemans get taken out
not like we’re dating, you know i like women
i really don’t need to explain that now
i got guns, i got goons
i got forks, i got spoons
and i’m bustin’ at the lot, bustin’ at the cops
not talking stepping on cows when i say
i’m gonna run up in your spot
there we go
[hook: phone-eg]
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
phone-eg come through and run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
run up in your spot
phone-eg come through and take what you got
[verse 3: phone-eg and pryde]
word on the block is a n-gga been talkin’ that sh-t (talkin’ that sh-t)
bust up in the crib like it’s mine, put the barrel to his lips
sister wakes up, that’s one to the hip
grandpa walks out, make that f-ggot do the splits
one f-cking bullet, make his daddy do a flip
then his momma came out, that’s two to the t-ts
bless, okay, now no-one’s home
but the neighbours must have heard
’cause they’re ringing the phone
put my ear to the wall and the wall to the chrome
then i sprayed off six man, i love [?]
wait…this wasteman has a cat?
i’m allergic to cats
so i pulls out the strap, ten claps to his back
man, f-ck this wasteman
and his cat!
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