The Brazy Bunch, A-Wax & King Iso - Ran Em lyrics

[Chorus: A-Wax] Police got behind the v' last night so we ran 'em When I'm pouring up the juice I'm hella heavy-handed Broke the money counter, fu*k it, I'll just use my hands then Busting down a single wood to stuff seven grams in Do she think I'm hansom or is it this Rolly dancing? $700 at the Louis store to hold these pants up You was up when we was down, you should've picked your mans up 12 just want me in a cell just shackled down in handcuffs [Verse 1: A-Wax] Free them guys inside, I gotta keep it by my side Some chunky, I don't rock with nothin pocket size While you fighting with your b*tch, I'm fighting homicides If you gon' diss me, when you see mе don't apologize Put your baby mama in my video and monetizе How you let her have your baby? I just let her swallow mine All I knew is gang signs before the dollar signs Don't ask me for nothing though, b*tch that's where we draw the line Everyday I thank above for me not catching life Caught a body in the trenches over catching dice Felon in possession, they don't want me to protect my life Told a b*tch I'll marry her, she said she gon' be my second wife Double-whooper since a teen, she wants to join a team You ain't really balling, you just running unemployment schemes Only time these su*kers ever score is when they score some lean I been doing songs with Drake, ain't talking 'bout that boy that sings [Chorus: A-Wax] Police got behind the v' last night so we ran 'em When I'm pouring up the juice I'm hella heavy-handed Broke the money counter, fu*k it, I'll just use my hands then Busting down a single wood to stuff seven grams in Do she think I'm hansom or is it this Rolly dancing? $700 at the Louis store to hold these pants up You was up when we was down, you should've picked your mans up 12 just want me in a cell just shackled down in handcuffs [Verse 2: King Iso] Let my demons get 'em, more a b*tch named Angel Spot-'Em Get a halo, futuristic blix, not even Halo got 'em Type to ask you "Do we have a problem?", then create a problem You ain't really brazy blood, I lived in the insane asylum Broke out, 12 chasing me like OJ and vodka Baby staring at this presidential b*tch who ain't Ivanka Tell Trump he still won't get my vote by giving Wayne a pardon 3D printer, want a rocket launcher? Bro we'll make a mock-up Mood stabilizes, got the blood a lil' woozy All my friends are dead, it's just me and this lil' Uzi How you getting money when you owe it like Wilson, goofy? Petty, if this b*tch don't let me fu*k, then she can't hit the doobie Big jacuzzi, blowing a cigar like the Tony scene Brody he from Elm he told me tell my ops to go to sleep Get a round of shots for him and I ain't talking order drinks We was masking up inside these doors before the quarantine [Chorus: A-Wax] Police got behind the v' last night so we ran 'em When I'm pouring up the juice I'm hella heavy-handed Broke the money counter, fu*k it, I'll just use my hands then Busting down a single wood to stuff seven grams in Do she think I'm hansom or is it this Rolly dancing? $700 at the Louis store to hold these pants up You was up when we was down, you should've picked your mans up 12 just want me in a cell just shackled down in handcuffs