Onna Run Lyrics

It's A.B., I'm back, Lorenz, don't stop

Hear the police on my ass, they better come and get me

Catch me riding around with a switch, 'cause I ain't tucking semi

My man's pick his side with the opps, so now he duckin' with em

Got me feelin' like a dyke, 'cause these niggas not even fuckin' with me

It's crazy 'cause he used to be my mans and he finna die

You crazy if you think you stabbed my mans and I ain't finna slide

AB, were you at? I'm laying low, I've been on the run

Police took my pistol in the school, I bought another gun

I been tweakin' ever since my nigga died, I been on that

Still tryna get some get back for my mans, where Lil' Zo at

Catch you with that bitch, she gettin' whacked with her hoe ass

Walk up on your mans with this pole, let me hold that

Hate a bum ass nigga, always askin' where the hoes at

How the Fuck you get back gang, you ain't get back for your mans

And yo, Lil' nigga a rat, he gon' get back on that stand

I'll beat a nigga ass if we get back throwin' hands

Hear y'all niggas dissin', you don't wanna play with them switches

He gon' come and missin', they gon' find you while they fishin'

Free that boy up out that cell, we gon' get his ass whacked

You his lil' cousin, don't worry bout it, you gettin' smacked

Aye, we the tweakers, we catch yo momma, we gon' leave her

And yo bitch a eater, she fucked the gang and you still eat her

When they let him out that cell, man, they better make his t-shirt

Fuck slidin' through the sag, bitch, I'm finna hit the D first

Aye, y'all need to drop the lo, me and gang tryna slide through

Steady speakin' on my mans, go pick him up, yo niggas died too

Pop a perk, get up out my mind, I get to tweaking'

Better get that nigga a pad , heard your mans out here leakin'

If you scared, go to church, better go talk to the deacon

I'ma blessing around this bitch, since you niggas think y'all demons

I'ma step up on that bitch before that nigga try leaving'

We love the get back, whole city, know that I be with that

I can't get you, so I got yo peoples yeah I meant that

Hit they block with different chops, nobody screamed, so I bent back

We in the D, bitch, you know I'm bending down seven mile

We hit the road at nine, it's about eleven now

It's a couple different blicks up in this bitch, you hear eleven sounds

Ayy, zay, lift yo seat up, this bitch big, I need some space

Im slidin down this block with no mask on, so he see my face

Pass etwo the blick, and watch him go to work

He don't own no clothing line, the way that nigga on a shirt

Send the drop, I'm getting active, bet my niggas on it first

Come and make this play for me fiends been hitting me for work

Got these pussy niggas scared, think they need to go to church

Yop, Yop, yeah, know what the fuck going on

It's AB Strap Gang, yeah

Talk to me nice, nigga, fuck you niggas talking bout

Free da opps