Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Digga D
Performer
Savo
Performer
Horrid1
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Digga D
Composer
Savo
Composer
Horrid1
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nastylgia
Producer
Lyrics
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your house
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth, keep talkin'
Bo-bored him
Keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your, run in your, run in your
Aye, Sav, who's that? Move back, think it's opps, aye, pass me the WAP
Aye, fuck that, blow off his head, boot that
Said he loves his life, make a boy lose that
Caught 2 a.m.s when you flew back
In west, got WAPS, yeah, I'm into that
It ain't no Biggie, get turned 2Pac
Caught a **** for a M, yeah, I've been through that
Who's that, who you watchin'?
I see you commentin' on my man's pics
So you got him?
If you do, beg you say right now, and be honest
So I can jump out and put him in a coffin
Made the .44 long start knockin'
Ring through the door and the bell nearly dropped him
Before we chalked him, she did the drop
Before she dropped and slopped him
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your house
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth, keep talkin'
Bo-bored him
Keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your, run in your, run in your
If I spot him, I got him, have my five on my right, and Dappz on my left, we'll drop him
Off my switch, I'll off him, turn no switches, jump out, put him in a coffin
Chop that girl, then duck her, chop it, tell me what more is she wantin'
Think he lost his shit, he lost it, one bang that, put his stuff in my pocket
Think they're safe at shows, we're plottin', ask all of them, which one of them got it
If I pull up at them with their spotters, I'll boot off the door, I don't know about knockin'
Bro got rocket in his pocket, corn in his head, or I'll plug a my socket
Ends went poppin', OT, we're poppin', we're lit, at shows got crowd doin' mosh-pits
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your house
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth, keep talkin'
Bo-bored him
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your, run in your, run in your
Yo, they said that I can't go shows with the mandem, let's get backstage, gangdem, full tantrum
My cats not pussios, cappers, rappers, I'll show them man about real life badness
She walked in the room, big backs, I'm smashin' it, attackin' it, big black pole in my pants
She's hackin' it, I see if I get her on dog, if she manages, mash up the cooch, I'ma savage it
Everybody knows what I done with a nank, I put man on stretchers
I can use my hands as rass, smashed up, in a matter of seconds
Cool, let me get him, let me wet him on paper, his mash not works, still see a man shreddin', forget him
No way, I forget him, he was talkin' bare shit on the net, that's enough to get deaded
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your house
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth, keep talkin'
Bo-bored him
Keep-keep-keep runnin' your mouth
Till we load up the barrel and run in your, run in your, run in your
Written by: Digga D, Horrid1, Savo