PaperPlatoon - Run em' Dry lyrics

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PaperPlatoon - Run em' Dry lyrics

[Intro] I've heard you're still f**ing about You're still messing about So now you're gonna get a slap You f**ing melt [Verse 1] Call me an Uber and I'll rob that mofukka 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**ers what the deal is So we feelin' like some k**ers It's that one-O with the 10 mil Clip real and my Benz filled boy f** around get friends k**ed boy Play nice and don't bark Two b**hes in the back of the Cadillac (x2) Boy I got two b**hes 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 mofukka 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 Damn, we run up and blast Take all their change and we siphon their gas We run up a tank and we smashin' their gla** Ain't no stoppin' them men wouldn't mess with this gang Platoon (you like it?) Two b**hes in the back of the Cadillac (x2) Boy I got two b**hes in the back of my Cadillac (x2) Play nice and don't bark Two b**hes in the back of the Cadillac (x2) Boy I got two b**hes 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**er Rob, rob that mo'f**er blind [Outro] 2016, 2017, 2018 Paper Platoon All I do is d**, d**, d**