lirik lagu meech popout – road running
intro: dre in this b~tch and you know he gon cookup, yeah!, haha(f~ck n~gga know what it is), p.o.p.o.u.t.l.c.g.l.g spin on a n~gga street, you know we faevaabang, we faevaa slang, n~gga play we gon bust his f~cking brain, n~gga on dave
chorus: road running taking trips for the cash, kicking them doors and we running from t[?], glock with a beam and that b~tch infrared, pull~up on a n~gga ask what he said, i got it the harder way like the r[?], if he play then we fill his body up with lead, dre in this b~tch and you know he gon cookup, drac with a drum i ain’t doing no push~up, i cannot beef with no n~gga who [put~up?], send me a hit and them youngins gon pull~up, feeling like papi i pour up in two cups, pop me a perk cuz lil pop tryna bootup, (dre in this b~tch and you know he gon cookup), f~ck n~gga talk like he real but he know us, f~ck n~gga say he gon spin come show us, these n~ggas hatin’ they don’t еven know us, b~tch i ain’t worried i know imma blowup
versе: we ’bout that action, we do not run to the ‘net when it’s smoke, i lost my brother we still 3 and 0, if i roll~up an opp i get high and i float, imma pour me a 4, i ain’t driving the boat, give a f~ck ’bout a hoe i just to woa’, dropping hit after hit so they call me the g.o.a.t, i still post at the sto’ selling sh~t for the low, take a flight out to florida and f~ck wit my zoes, b~tch we booming and b[?]ing come get you a z[?], put that stick in his face he gon lower his tone and i ride for my brothers n~gga right or wrong, imma burn me a n~gga put him in a song, if he speak on the pop we gon come to his home, b~tch i ride with a stick put this b~tch on yo dome, he was talking that sh~t now that lil n~gga gone, b~tch i don’t need a gang, i’ll slide on my own, in a rental i’m swerving i keep me a ratchet, if a f~ck n~gga play then i’m letting ’em have it, we ain’t thorwing no flags, we want all the status and we taking your racks since f~ck n~ggas flashing, i jump in the stu’ i do this with a passion, put the gas in the leaf i ain’t doing no passing, jump in a stolo! the e~way i’m smashing, we gon slide and go k!ll ’em for making status
chorus: road running taking trips for the cash, kicking them doors and we running from t[?], glock with a beam and that b~tch infrared, pull~up on a n~gga ask what he said, i got it the harder way like the r[?], if he play then we fill his body up with lead, dre in this b~tch and you know he gon cookup, drac with a drum i ain’t doing no push~up, i cannot beef with no n~gga who [put~up?], send me a hit and them youngins gon pull~up, feeling like papi i pour up in two cups, pop me a perk cuz lil pop tryna bootup, (dre in this b~tch and you know he gon cookup), f~ck n~gga talk like he real but he know us, f~ck n~gga say he gon spin come show us, these n~ggas hatin’ they don’t even know us, b~tch i ain’t worried i know imma blowup
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