This is a song about "Run ya mouth"

Nigga hold run out of here cus ya boy kinda fast yo boy say he got cash but yo boy kinda ass

Cause in the dope game, niggas'll die 'fore they go broke mayneanother hustler makin' major cash

Bun b, i’m underground king

Close ya mouth son, i see ya drooling

I dont have a problem puttin somethin shiny in ya mouth/

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

You cover your pretty mouth

Start beef bigger then your spouse

But hold the beat, he ain't speaking for everyone

So you won the last one, ya had ya fun fag time to run

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Gushing from your throat and your mouth

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Making me rage, if you keep running ya mouth its gonna start chafing

Like a mouth with dry sockets

It's moe, all i need is more chips