spark master tape – run em’ dry lyrics
[intro]
i’ve heard you’re still f-cking about
you’re still messing about
so now you’re gonna get a slap
you f-cking melt
[verse 1]
call me an uber and i’ll rob that mof-kka blind
you see i’m hungry and i’m thirsty
i’m gon’ make it mine to genghis khan
the break breaks down on the way to the jam
k’ey of the white with an 8th in my timbs
got 10 g’s out the club that kick the door down if we ain’t make it in
ak spray like hairspray
my tec-9 light my stairway
and i’ve been leaning in a bad way
and i can’t see but i’m barely
my wrists so cold
how cold so cold my dna stay intact
in fact i’ll be wrappin’ the bag in the back of a jag
that’ll say i’ll be back with a pack of dogs
and a ski mask on
ammo in the whip with the weed packed bong (swoup!)
and if he stay strong with a body in the trunk lookin’ napalm
(mixin’ molly water)
like i’m ill i’m popping pills
mobbin’ k!llers what the deal is
so we feelin’ like some k!llers
it’s that one-o with the 10 mil
clip real and my benz filled boy
f-ck around get friends k!lled boy
play nice and don’t bark
two b-tches in the back of the cadillac (x2)
boy i got two b-tches in the back of my cadillac
i said i’m spark (master tape)
[chorus] x2
run em’ up, run em’ dry
getting drunk, getting high
smoking crack, we gon’ ride
hundred shots, then we slide
[verse 2]
so now we got two guns
one gun for that mof-kka
shot up run up on a brother taking my cash
bring another ak all day
with a stock in my bag which is folded in half
d-mn, we run up and blast
take all their change and we siphon their gas
we run up a tank and we smashin’ their gl-ss
ain’t no stoppin’ them men wouldn’t mess with this gang
platoon (you like it?)
two b-tches in the back of the cadillac (x2)
boy i got two b-tches in the back of my cadillac (x2)
play nice and don’t bark
two b-tches in the back of the cadillac (x2)
boy i got two b-tches in the back of my cadillac
i said i’m spark master tape
smoke, smoke, smoke, smoke (…)
i said i’m spark master tape
[chorus] x2
run em’ up, run em’ dry
getting drunk, getting high
smoking crack, we gon’ ride
hundred shots, then we slide
(x2)
call me an uber, rob that mo’f-cker
rob, rob that mo’f-cker blind
[outro]
2016, 2017, 2018
paper platoon
all i do is drugs, drugs, drugs
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