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Bullets with Names
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Ronny J
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Maybe there's a nat out here You said what? Oh my God, Ronny Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it Called up his b*t*h showed my d**k let her lay on it I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it I see a soda, I'm pouring an eight on it I f**ked that b*t*h at the Wal-Mart in Tussin Row I had that pack at the Westin, no Smith'n tho He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam I had his b*t*h in the back, what he didn't know I came a long way from bandos Now all my bosses got flavored they Kenneth Cole I walked up on a the craps game, what they hittin' fo I keep the polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes I hit a seven And picked up The dinner roll I get the bread then I f**k me a center fold Eyeball the purp like my name is Gorilla Zoe I’m from the place where the killers and sinners go I just cut the grass and seen the motherf**king snakes I took off my bandana and showed my f**king face Rose gold bandana, I tatted on my ay Five thousand dollar soap every time I bathe (Ayy) I just told her, "Maybe I mean what I said" (Ayy) I don't really play and I hope you think it's shade I had to jot down the names to remember hoes When I come back with this K I'ma kill a hoe (Woo) Thought I wasn't gettin' no syrup I put my c*m on her face but I'm pitiful (Yeah) I got a pack of them Skittles, bro All different flavors and all different flavor type of hoes All of them centerfolds (Hey) Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it Called up his b*t*h showed my d**k let her lay on it I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it I see a soda, I'm pouring an eight on it Don't say RJ without mrLA on it Got a machine gun and it got a K on it You got a debt and somebody gon' pay on it I got a bed and your b*t*h wanna plank on it Cut the cocaine with the creatine, ayy f**k your dead homies and your memories, ayy I got a gun it got auto and spray on it I don't do lay away, I cannot pay on it Foot on they neck and I swear I'ma stay on it Can't wait till greatness so they got to wait on it n***as too sweet, I could just put my bae on it I f**k on a granny, her hair and it got gray on it Catch it out back, I'ma blow out her back These n***as too slimey and playin' with a sack I got the stick, I'm equipped YSL ballin' like we won the ship These n***as some hoes, I'ma go off the rip Walk through the back, they take me to the VIP I sent her back there just to get some more hip Ass is so fat and it's soft as a lip Gave her the D, now she lovin' a Crip He wanna play, put his name on the tip Look I got a bullet with somebody's name on it I get up on 'em, I don't need no aim on it Killed me a goat so my jacket got stains on it Wiping my nose like I got some cocaine on it Pulled out his coffin and ate me a plate on it Called up his b*t*h showed my d**k let her lay on it I'm in the trap house like Gucci and Zay on it I see a soda, I'm pourin' an eight on it I f**ked that b*t*h at the Wal-Mart in Tussin Row I had the pack at the Westin, no Smith'n tho He tried to front on me in front of friends and fam I had his b*t*h in the back, what he didn't know, hm I came a long way from bandos Now all my bosses got flavored they Kenneth Cole I walked up on the craps game, what it hittin' fo? I keep em polish, I'm not talkin' steel toes
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