Letra de Better Run (Day is Done) - Kodak Black

(DJ Cam gon' show 'em how to drip)

Yeah, most wanted, nigga

I ain't the top opp, but I'm the biggest stepper (JT on the track again)

You niggas wasn't talking big stepper 'til I brought the lingo to the hood

Trust, Kodak

Most def'

And I told you niggas I'm Z-ed up to the feet up

Z-ed up 'til I freeze up

'Til the world freeze over, nigga

And it's gettin' cold in this bitch (Mmm)

Got them poles in this bitch, uh-huh

On the road, we packed the Scat (Yeah)

Know we gon' need gas and Blacks (Mmm)

Got Zoes in here, big poles in here (Mmm)

Get tactic with this clapper (Mmm)

Hit a ho and pass her back (Yeah)

Your shooter just lost his hat (Yeah)

He tweet on the computer (Mmm), I'ma leave his top right in his lap

You can run, but, I'm gon' catch

You can hide, you still gon' die, nigga

When them bullets fly, make mamas cry

No sympathy in my eyes, nigga

What you see when you see me?

I'm a Z, that's who I be

I'm out my top, ain't got no mind

Nigga, I'm killin' these niggas for free

Got a yellow bitch out of [?]

Suck dick like Karrine Steffans

And I'm at the top, I'm still steppin', get surgical with this weapon

Zoe flag on a machete, I'm a kutthroat nigga, you get beheaded

I done got my ex-bitch pregnant, I’m 'posed to been did that already

I'ma crack your melon

Nigga, I been thirty-eight high, yeah

Pussy ho wan' rump, got a big .380 for a opp, yeah

Better not lie, can't catch my ride

Try throw subliminals at my top, yeah?

Don Dada, block fire, I got my sniper ready to rock, yeah

Better run (Mmm)

Go'n get your gun (Uh-huh)

Gotta have some fun (Yeah)

'Fore the day is done (Kutthroat business)

Kutthroat Bill, kill that boy, kill that bitch

KTB, Kodak the boss, off top (Mmm)

Better run, get your gun

I tell 'em, "Go," they say it's done

I'm so kutthroat, put a dent in yo' head, oh, yeah, another one

We ain't missin' shit when them switches hit, nigga, what you runnin' for?

That yoppa poppin' out like Hubba Bubba, call it bubblegum

'Cause when I pop it, you get chewed up, then I throw it out

Halloween baby, turn yo' mama crib to a horror house

I went candy yams on a lamb, but, it ain't Thanksgiving

Smack a nigga down like Rob Van Dam, but nigga play with me

Big shell catcher, .357, this is Trey Fifty

Bitch bend backwards, so I can cram it like your face missin'

Coupe go two-fifty, I'm so SG, I'm a Super Gremlin

Shooter too specific, hit his mama, make her lose a titty

Lil' shawty call me Jason, she been with me before the fame did

I went fuckin' crazy, I was straight until the fame switched me

Yeah, run in his house and kill his family, make him wish that he was with 'em

When he hear the way we torture his lil' sister, that's gon' kill him

Better run (Mmm)

Go'n get your gun (Uh-huh)

Gotta have some fun (.38 special 'cause I'm special with this .38)

'Fore the day is done

.38 on me, bitch special

.38 special, bitch I'm special with this .38 (Uh-huh)

Better run

Go'n get your gun

Gotta have some fun

'Fore the day is done

Better run

Go'n get your gun

Gotta have some fun

'Fore the day is done

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