He Was Running From A Cop Car Lyrics


He Was Running From A Cop Car Tiktok Lyrics. Main Song Words Are He Was Running From A Cop Car I pull up like How you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh, oh, oh) How you pull up? I pull up.

He Was Running From A Cop Car Lyrics

Woo, wooI pull up likeHow you pull up, Baby? How you pull up? (Oh, oh, oh)How you pull up? I pull up (Woo, Seth in the kitchen)

Let’s goBrand new Lamborghini, f^^k a cop carWith the pi^^^l on my hip like I’m a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Have you ever met a real ni^^a rockstar?This ain’t no guitar, bi^^h, this a Glock (Woo)My Glock told me to promise you gon’ squeeze me (Woo)You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)Soon as you up me on that ni^^a, get to bustin’ (Woo)And if I ain’t enough, go get the chop

It’s safe to say I earned it, ain’t a ni^^a gave me nothin’ (Yeah, yeah, yeah)I’m ready to hop out on a ni^^a, get to bustin’Know you heard me say, “You play, you lay,” don’t make me push the buttonFull of pain, dropped enough tears to fill up a f^^kin’ bucketGoin’ for buckets, I bought a chopperI got a big drum, it hold a hundred, ain’t goin’ for nothin’I’m ready to air it out on all these ni^^as, I can see ’em runnin’Just talked to my mama, she hit me on FaceTime just to check up on me and my brotherI’m really the baby, she know that her youngest son was always guaranteed to get the money (Okay, let’s go)She know that her baby boy was always guaranteed to get the lootShe know what I do, she know ‘fore I run from a ni^^a, I’ma pull it out and shoot (Boom)PTSD, I’m always waking up in cold sweats like I got the fluMy daughter a G, she saw me kill a ni^^a in front of her before the age of twoAnd I’ll kill another ni^^a too‘Fore I let another ni^^a do somethin’ to youLong as you know that, don’t let nobody tell you differentDaddy love you (Yeah, yeah)

Let’s goBrand new Lamborghini, f^^k a cop carWith the pi^^^l on my hip like I’m a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Have you ever met a real ni^^a rockstar?This ain’t no guitar, bi^^h, this a Glock (Woo)My Glock told me to promise you gon’ squeeze me (Woo)You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)Soon as you up me on that ni^^a, get to bustin’ (Woo, yeah)And if I ain’t enough, go get the chop (Yeah, yeah)

Keep a Glocky when I ride in the Suburban‘Cause the codeine had a young ni^^a swervin’I got the mop, watch me wash ’em like detergentAnd I’m ballin’, that’s why it’s diamonds on my jerseySlide on opps’ side and flip the block back, yeah, yeahMy junior popped him and left him lopsided, yeah, yeahWe spin his block, got the rebound, Dennis RodmanFool me one time, you can’t cross me againTwelve hundred horsepower, I get lost in the windIf he talkin’ on the yard, the pen’ dogs’ll take his chinMaybach SUV for my refugeesBuy blocks in the hood, put money in the streetsI was solo when the opps caught me at the gas stationHad it on me, thirty thousand, thought it was my last dayBut they ain’t even want no smokeIf I had to choose it, murder what she wrote

Let’s goBrand new Lamborghini, f^^k a cop carWith the pi^^^l on my hip like I’m a cop (Yeah, yeah, yeah)Have you ever met a real ni^^a rockstar?This ain’t no guitar, bi^^h, this a Glock (Woo)My Glock told me to promise you gon’ squeeze me (Woo)You better let me go the day you need me (Woo)Soon as you up me on that ni^^a, get to bustin’ (Woo)And if I ain’t enough, go get the chop

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