Waka Flocka Flame - We Don't Run From Drama lyrics

[Hook: Bo Deal] When you see me out, you know I'm decent I'm strapped and every police know me in the precinct But if a n***a out of line, I leave him leakin' Clap him, leave him for the preacher and the deacon We don't run from drama cause we bring it We don't run from drama cause we bring it We don't run from drama cause we bring it When it's war, you know that Desert Eagle screamin' [Verse 1: P.Rico] We don't run from drama cause we bring it You know I'm Team No Lackin' so I'm decent Smokin' on this dopey dope, I'm chiefin' I be blowin' money for no reason Servin' all the fiends cause they need it With some bad b**hes and they divas Thotianas brainin' me, they teethin' Pour up the hard sh**, you know I'm leanin' Choppers make noise, them b**hes screamin' Ambulance came, no one was breathin' A lot of DOAs, my n***as demons And if I ain't whack him, thank Jesus! [Hook] [Verse 2: Bo Deal] We don't run from drama cause we bring it When it's on I'll k** yo' a**, my n***as fiendin' Hit a n***a with that left and leave him dreamin' With the pistol and the glove, so I'm a demon I rob n***as, I take sh** These rappers be on that fake sh** Talk behind your back but smilin' all up in your face sh**, n***a, yeah When I'm around I bet he won't say sh** When that K spit, it's night night, send your a** on a vacation Big boss, Bo Deal, k**a Klan my team, n***a Bricksquad my team, n***a 40 come with that beam, n***a Yeah I don't miss, I shoot like a free throw My aim sick, just lethal I'm f**in' with my n***a Rico [Hook] [Verse 3: Waka Flocka Flame] All these n***as want drama, sh** I'm all about that Where the f** he at? Playin' with them sticks, b**h I'm all about that Shootouts at the club, b**h I'm all about that Speak my name, better watch your back When the right crew pull up, k-k-k, where the f** you at They think we won't pull up like that, so boom Jump out yo' skin Can't find you, we gon' k** your friend and your closest kin, no actin' Just action, them full automatics we packin', you a dead man In my hood, you a wanted man (Riverdale!) Turn your fitted cap into a headband No Method Man, I'll leave you red, man BSM the new Taliban I keep a cannon like a cameraman Major league, shout out Pacman Thirty deep, shout out k**a Klan We want the drama, told Bo D "call Mecca" (Ay, Bo!) That's his shoota man When Bo D call Mecca (Ay, Bo!) He start shootin', man [Hook]