Running through the woods I gotta keep me a stick
Camo my fit, Rambo my clique
Big checks, bomb threats, no necklace, no wrist
Stone Cold Steve Austin my grip
Running through the woods, running through the woods
Woadie with that back yard boogie smoking good
Whats goody? Lil' goofy Double G up in yo hood
Posted up, posted up, we posted up
Don't give a.. cant hit your blunt
Yo' shit 87 my shit 93
Runnin' through the streets
On the east, black ski mask, no heat
Come correct or come compete
Gawd Gang we come complete
8 deep bustin' out the whole fleet
Running the game with cold feet
Running through the woods I gotta keep me a stick
Camo my fit, Rambo my clique
Big checks, bomb threats, no necklace, no wrist
Stone Cold Steve Austin my grip
Rambo my clique
Sample my shit
Keeanu Reeves with the stick
I'm, I'm getting lit
Drink the whole 5th
Smoke me a cig
Peep how I switch up the flow like my fit
Switch up the shit that I smoke like my bitch
I need some cookies to roll in a stick
Roll with a stick, don't you get hit
I been on edge for a muh' f*cking grip
I just want all of me people to shine, don't get out of line
I'll play witcho' life if you playing with mine, 222 at a time
I just want all of me people to shine, don't get out of line
I'll play witcho' life if you playing with mine, 222 at a time
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Running through the woods I gotta keep me a stick
Camo my fit, Rambo my clique
Big checks, bomb threats, no necklace, no wrist
Stone Cold Steve Austin my grip
Running through the woods, running through the woods
Woadie with that back yard boogie smoking good
Whats goody? Lil' goofy Double G up in yo hood
Posted up, posted up, we posted up
Don't give a.. cant hit your blunt
Yo' shit 87 my shit 93
Runnin' through the streets
On the east, black ski mask, no heat
Come correct or come compete
Gawd Gang we come complete
8 deep bustin' out the whole fleet
Running the game with cold feet
Running through the woods I gotta keep me a stick
Camo my fit, Rambo my clique
Big checks, bomb threats, no necklace, no wrist
Stone Cold Steve Austin my grip
Rambo my clique
Sample my shit
Keeanu Reeves with the stick
I'm, I'm getting lit
Drink the whole 5th
Smoke me a cig
Peep how I switch up the flow like my fit
Switch up the shit that I smoke like my bitch
I need some cookies to roll in a stick
Roll with a stick, don't you get hit
I been on edge for a muh' f*cking grip
I just want all of me people to shine, don't get out of line
I'll play witcho' life if you playing with mine, 222 at a time
I just want all of me people to shine, don't get out of line
I'll play witcho' life if you playing with mine, 222 at a time
Camo my fit, Rambo my clique
Big checks, bomb threats, no necklace, no wrist
Stone Cold Steve Austin my grip
Running through the woods, running through the woods
Woadie with that back yard boogie smoking good
Whats goody? Lil' goofy Double G up in yo hood
Posted up, posted up, we posted up
Don't give a.. cant hit your blunt
Yo' shit 87 my shit 93
Runnin' through the streets
On the east, black ski mask, no heat
Come correct or come compete
Gawd Gang we come complete
8 deep bustin' out the whole fleet
Running the game with cold feet
Running through the woods I gotta keep me a stick
Camo my fit, Rambo my clique
Big checks, bomb threats, no necklace, no wrist
Stone Cold Steve Austin my grip
Rambo my clique
Sample my shit
Keeanu Reeves with the stick
I'm, I'm getting lit
Drink the whole 5th
Smoke me a cig
Peep how I switch up the flow like my fit
Switch up the shit that I smoke like my bitch
I need some cookies to roll in a stick
Roll with a stick, don't you get hit
I been on edge for a muh' f*cking grip
I just want all of me people to shine, don't get out of line
I'll play witcho' life if you playing with mine, 222 at a time
I just want all of me people to shine, don't get out of line
I'll play witcho' life if you playing with mine, 222 at a time
Writer: Garrett Whitlow, Justin Anders
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid