Ron Holland Songtext
Yeah, it's wit a X Striker boy M Block all that shit
Huh
I can sell my left wrist
And go buy a home
How the fuck my cup gone before I start the song
Never by myself I got the stick and I'm not alone
Why would I get you Lulu Lemon
When I can buy you chrome, the fuck
No fa'real like, that shit don't make sense
Huh
I can sell my left wrist
And go buy a home
How the fuck my cup gone before I start the song
Never by myself I got the stick and I'm not alone
Why would I get you Lulu Lemon
When I can buy you chrome, the fuck
No fa'real like, that shit don't make sense
I'm drunk as hell tryna fuck
This lil bitch tryna vent to me
Dog said he got 3k for a verse lowkey tempted me
Not because I needed it
It's just bout how much my rent gon be
How much my ring gon cost
Neck rich and get a nigga while worst blew off
Real Striker Boy man, I can tell you how much a window cost
I've been feeling good all day
You can come over, bitch
You better not piss me off
Told y'all I been sipping, I've been trippin'
Man I keep on itching I don't know if it's the drank
Or I'm scratching for a milli
Hit em with the R now he Holland like he play for the Pistons
Fuck it who they playing tomorrow I'ma put 'em on my ticket Crosses on my fit they thought I was Christian
2020 vision with the blick, I hit you from a distance
These not prescription gang these chrome glasses
I still fucked your baby I don't care, how long it lasted
That's a you problem
I was broke with real deal struggles
Nigga now I'm having shoe problems
Damn unc poured another 4
Nigga the two got me
How I know five niggas that cracked but you got 2 bodies
And what's crazy bout it I don't even care
The fact that you lied that's the shit that make you weird
It's like 3 On my way back from the D
Almost hit a deer
Nigga you ain't taking no trips fr nigga you don't even got you no clear
Cold bitch and her pussy water her shit pure
Nigga this a Hellcat Charger
This shit don't come with no spare
Me Jay fucked the streets up
When we dropped demure pop 'em in that
Denim hoodie made his nigga drop a tear
Man at least that nigga went out with that shit on
I don't owe nobody that's why I popped up
With all Rick on
It don't count as tricking if you bought it after you hit tho
Pull up to the concert with dog shit on me it's a shitshow
Fuck
When I come on I shake the room
When I learned the arp sweep
It made me hate the broom
Gave niggas the hope if Fxce can make it then I can too
You can't be my starting five if I gotta make you shoot
Nigga, on bro
You can't be my starting five
If I gotta make you shoot
This lil bitch tryna vent to me
Dog said he got 3k for a verse lowkey tempted me
Not because I needed it
It's just bout how much my rent gon be
How much my ring gon cost
Neck rich and get a nigga while worst blew off
Real Striker Boy man, I can tell you how much a window cost
I've been feeling good all day
You can come over, bitch
You better not piss me off
Told y'all I been sipping, I've been trippin'
Man I keep on itching I don't know if it's the drank
Or I'm scratching for a milli
Hit em with the R now he Holland like he play for the Pistons
Fuck it who they playing tomorrow I'ma put 'em on my ticket Crosses on my fit they thought I was Christian
2020 vision with the blick, I hit you from a distance
These not prescription gang these chrome glasses
I still fucked your baby I don't care, how long it lasted
That's a you problem
I was broke with real deal struggles
Nigga now I'm having shoe problems
Damn unc poured another 4
Nigga the two got me
How I know five niggas that cracked but you got 2 bodies
And what's crazy bout it I don't even care
The fact that you lied that's the shit that make you weird
It's like 3 On my way back from the D
Almost hit a deer
Nigga you ain't taking no trips fr nigga you don't even got you no clear
Cold bitch and her pussy water her shit pure
Nigga this a Hellcat Charger
This shit don't come with no spare
Me Jay fucked the streets up
When we dropped demure pop 'em in that
Denim hoodie made his nigga drop a tear
Man at least that nigga went out with that shit on
I don't owe nobody that's why I popped up
With all Rick on
It don't count as tricking if you bought it after you hit tho
Pull up to the concert with dog shit on me it's a shitshow
Fuck
When I come on I shake the room
When I learned the arp sweep
It made me hate the broom
Gave niggas the hope if Fxce can make it then I can too
You can't be my starting five if I gotta make you shoot
Nigga, on bro
You can't be my starting five
If I gotta make you shoot
