Pop Smoke feat. OnPointLikeOP and G Herbo Lyrics
"Run Down"

That boy countin' a lot, huh
Look, bah, grrt, woo
Yeah
Woo

Look, see them hatin' ass niggas talkin', tell 'em, niggas, stop it (woo)
Woo back, baby (woo), run down, chase 'em (baow)
Off the perky (woo), boy, I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (woo, huh)
Everything is updated (look) (grrt)

Seen them folks hit my mans, so I'm droppin' the Rakes
I ain't gon' stop until a body drop and I can't wait to see that day (woo)
And my Ruth's Chris was Chick-fil-a (baow), and a fifty cent cake (woo)
Now it's Mastro's for the steak (Mastro's for the steak)
Yeah, I grew up in the hood (hood)
So please don't judge me by my ways
Hands down, look, if I see a opp, it's a man down (baow)
Hold on (hold on), wait (wait)
I ain't never need a handout (nah)
They know my body, when the woo's in the spot, all the opps ran out (woo)

Look, see them hatin' ass niggas talkin', tell 'em, niggas, stop it (woo)
Woo back, baby (woo), run down, chase 'em (baow)
Off the perky (woo), boy, I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (skrrt-skrrt)
Everything is updated (grrt)

A thousand ways to get paid (you know), 1090 be exact (huh)
And I'm so stuck in my ways (ways), that my bros steady movin' tact
Hold on, hold on, uppin' the Rake you get rolled on (what?)
So many opps, so many shots, I don't know who we gon' roll on (what?)
Slide through, servin' these niggas like drive-thrus (bap, bap, bap)
Red flag on, bangin' on niggas, yeah, I'm feelin' like Ryu (suwoop)
Try who? Pussy niggas gon' try who? (What?)
Ran through a hundred, niggas been a hundred (look)
Call up with woos, they gon' slide through (woo)

Talkin', tell 'em, niggas, stop it (woo)
Woo back, baby (woo), run down, chase 'em (baow)
Off the perky (woo), boy, I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (baow, huh)
Everything is updated (grrt) (ayy, ayy)

GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, GDK, EBK (gang, gang)
Move over, now it's gang in the place (gang)
You can't ID, all he saw was flames in his face
And the IG gettin' opps carried away
Now the graveyard's runnin' out of space (ayy, ayy)
.45 like Amazon Prime, put a nigga in the air in a day (ayy, ayy)
I'm in that Rolls, Cullinan (Rolls)
Touch right there and the doors, comin' in
Smokin' Za', we got O's, bomin' in
Foenem always got hoes, comin' in (whew, uh)
Chain make her say "Woo" like Pop Smoke
And I fuck with the Woo, R.I.P. Pop Smoke (long live Pop Smoke)
OP from the Floss, my vato, G Herbo (look)

Talkin', tell 'em, niggas, stop it (woo)
Woo back, baby (woo), run down, chase 'em (baow)
Off the perky (woo), boy, I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (baow, huh)
Everything is updated (grrt)

Look
Woo back, baby (woo), run down, chase 'em (baow)
Off the perky (woo), boy, I'm dangerous
I'm in the double R, shit look like a spaceship (baow, huh)
Everything is updated (grrt)