151 Rum (Explicit)

151 Rum (Explicit) - JID

Lyrics by：John Welch/Peter Mudge/Destin Route

Composed by：John Welch/Peter Mudge/Destin Route

Act one scene four

Yeah run Ricky run run n***a run jump n***a jump

Come here they come run run run run

Gun with the drum bum bitty bum slump in the trunk

My city go dumb dumb dumb dumb

151 rum and a blunt

Young n***a numb numb numb and he got a little gun

A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun

Give him a little bit and he'll get a n***a done

Son of a God son of a b***h

Son of woman and man son

Of a son in a sunken abyss

Summon a plan please come with a script

Cover my back cover man please come with the blitz

Look at the stats JID like a magician

F**k that this some real a*s s**t I paid blood for this

Taking cheese from the government

Cereal boxes with the bugs in it

Hand me down this my brother brother's s**t

Don't compare me to no other other n***as

In the city boy they say they f**king with you

Heebie jeebie that's a bit disgusting but I get it

I'm full of tension full of spirit but full of s**t

Standing next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit him

S**t I miss him I wish that

That bullet missed him but it didn't

And since I been living with it like a sickness

Intimate infinite rhymes give me the baton

A ticking ticking time bomb takin' the finish line

Look alive look in my eyes look at you n***as tryin'

And ya dumb dumb better run run 'cause we fryin' 'em

Eastside where ya from from n***as wildin'

So be silent before my n***as creep silent

With street knowledge complete nonsense

Delete comments online all lies we see violence

Every day in my eyes they killing

My n***as die n***a die

Pull up with the fye get 'em n***a

It's eye for an eye

If we gotta ride f**k it n***a

Ride for the ride of ya life

Diabolical minds I don't mind it

I like it I like it I love it

I f**k with you you a thug I'ma thug with you

We can knuck we can buck if a n***a f**k with you

I got love for you out the mud

With you off the muscle

Yeah run Ricky run run n***a run jump n***a jump

Come here they come run run run run

Gun with the drum bum bitty bum slump in the trunk

My city go dumb dumb dumb dumb

151 rum and a blunt

Young n***a numb numb numb and he got a little gun

A little bitty killer really doin' it for fun

Give him a little bit and he'll get a n***a