Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 151 Rum, artist - J.I.D. Date of issue: 25.11.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
151 Rum |
| Yeah |
| Run, Ricky, run |
| Run, nigga, run |
| Jump, nigga, 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 nigga 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 nigga done |
| Son of a god, son of a bitch |
| Son of woman and man, son of a son, in a sunken abyss |
| Summon a plant, please come with a strip |
| Cover my back, cover man, please come with the blitz |
| Look at the stats, J.I.D like a magician |
| Fuck that, this some real ass shit, I paid blood for this |
| Taking cheese from the government |
| Cereal boxes with the bugs in it |
| Hand me down this my brother brother shit |
| Don’t compare me to no other other niggas |
| In the city, boy they say they fucking with you |
| Heebie jeebie, that’s a bit disgusting but I get it |
| I’m full attention, full of spirit but full of shit |
| Standing next to Lil Tay when that bullet hit him |
| Shit, 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 niggas tryin' |
| And you dumb, dumb better run, run cause we fryin' em |
| Eastside, where ya from, from niggas wildin' |
| So be silent before my niggas creep silent |
| With street knowledge, complete nonsense |
| Delete comments, online, all lies, we see violence |
| Every day in my eyes, they killing my niggas, die, nigga die |
| Pull up with the fire, get 'em nigga, it’s eye for an eye |
| If we gotta ride, fuck it nigga, ride for the ride of ya life |
| Diabolical minds, I don’t mind it, I like it, I like it, I love it |
| I fuck wit you, you a thug, I’ma thug with you |
| We can knuck, we can buck if a nigga fuck with you |
| I got love for you out the mud with you, off the muscle |
| Run, Ricky, run, run nigga, run, jump nigga, 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 nigga 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 nigga |