Letra Interlude Pasto Flocco

Interlude

Run it up, now a nigga livin' right now
She don't want love, but I stayed up on the right side
Niggas' do the most, yeah, they like to run around
Niggas' get to?runnin'?when'the motherfucking burner?out
Bullets cook that?boy up like a burger now
He in the ER, waiting for a surgeon now
Hollow tips, what my niggas be throwing up
Dig up his grave, I'ma kill 'em and throw 'em out
He would still be alive but they gassed him up
Laid on the floor, gotta call up the janitor
Got all this money, I done anted up
Don't got no asthma, I fuck her with stamina
Hit her friend 'cause I got a lil' thing with her
Made a promise that we never tellin' her
(Nah for real, it was fun)
No, I don't mess with her, boy, stop I ain't messin' up
I like zero's and decimals, I like grippin' her vegetables
Put an opp in a box like it's Lunchables
Heard this song, I recorded it
Upload that ho on my fuckin' Interlude
If he buggin', I might speak on how I'ma finish you
That might be the end of you

He wanna be me, he fuckin' up
Smokin that gas, yeah, yeah
I was down bad, I'm good
Niggas' down bad, I'm good
I'm pushin' it back, at you