bzargoodboy - ridley lyrics
[producer tag: oddwin]
ayo’, oddwin!
[verse 1: bzargoodboy, [?], & omarcameup]
[?] b+tch in a tutu
finna’ run a train on a, n+gga, “choo+choo”
weed smell like raw flesh and some doo+doo (ew!)
[?], i’m a god, run these parts like cthulhu (bzar, i love you)
b+tch, boo+hoo (what?)
i sip that water, not yoo+hoo (i sip that water, not yoo+hoo)
this ain’t a drill, hoe, my screw loose
if you ain’t bussin’ ’bout the money, then shoo+shoo (ugh)
aye, ’cause i need a bag (’cause i need a bag)
that girl must not have any family left because she callin’ me “dad” (that girl must not have any family left because she callin’ me “dad”, callin’ me “dad”, aye, yup)
[verse 2: omarcameup & pe$o pete]
i am a quarterback to the hoes, if she don’t suck, i pass, huh? ugh
i got that premium [?] sh+t on lit, i’m blowin’ that gas, huh? wait
b+tch, you in ‘n’ out, [?] don’t look at me sideways (yeah, alright)
come for yo’ hеad like a migraine, woah (yeah)
i am ahеad wit’ the bro’, run it up ’til i’m dead, you ain’t matchin’ the [?]
she threw it back, i said, “ight, wait”
you n+ggas sweet, somethin’ like cake
all of my homies, they jump, they finesse, and with pete, that’s the usual friday
[break 1: pe$o pete & omarcameup]
yeah, why it sound like murder? (but, it’s, it’s sat+rday, though, but [?])
[verse 3: pe$o pete & omarcameup]
they ain’t really like young pe$o, man, sh+t not new
b+tch pull up on me, i’mma see her in a new
problem wit’ young pe$o? i’mma do what it do
oddy got a trumbone, man, f+ck a flute (yeah)
i be out wit’ omar and bzar, we be chillin’ (wow)
run up on young pe$o? i’mma do ’em like krillin, woah (god d+mn’)
dap me? he dead (yeah)
problem with pe$o? i’m totin’ that red, yeah, yeah (yeah)
totin’ that lead
problem with pe$o? i’m leavin’ him dead (yeah, yeah)
he ain’t even know me like that, why you talkin’ like he did?
run up on young pe$o? got a glock and a stick
run up on young pe$o? i’mma shoot him in the rib
and a d+ck in her ribs and you know how it is (aye)
i ain’t ever play ’bout that, ooh
i ain’t even play ’bout this, woah (yup)
[?] my line goin’ flat, uh (huh?)
pe$o really wanna’ talk sh+t, ooh (yuh)
i be really smokin’ like that, woah (okay)
yeah, you know i’m rollin’ up big
i ain’t ever stretchin’
feel like [?], man, i keep me the weapon
and a weapon and a weapon and a weapon, woo! (and a weapon and a weapon)
[watermark 1: pe$o pete & emily]
f+ck pe$o
[verse 4: pe$o pete]
why it sound like murder?
i be spittin’ sh+t they people ain’t heard of (they ain’t heard it, uh)
i’mma pull up with the burner (bah+bah!)
i’m gon’ send him to the server
i’m gon’ send him to the preacher
i’m gon’ send him straight to dax, we gon’ split the cut even (ugh)
why it sound like murder? boy, it’s heat when i’m speakin’
corrin f’ smash, how these hoes be reachin’, f+ck
[watermark 2: pe$o pete & [?]]
pe$o, are you dumb?
[break 2: pe$o pete & omarcameup]
d+mn’, that was cool (yeah)
anybody got they [?] (yeah, i got one, pass me the [?])
[verse 5: bzargoodboy, omarcameup, & クラウド・ストライフ]
aye, yuh, n+ggas is scared of my ridley (okay)
that n+gga said that [?] (word)
matador sh+t, you can miss me (god d+mn’)
catch us a n+gga, they simping
bro’, why are you wearing a coach bag again?
oh, wait, that’s just for the glizzy
they be like, “how bad you want it?” and i tell ’em, “really”, bow! (fah! shoot! shoot!)
i need a muhf+ckin’ milli’ and three bad hoes like elizabeth [?], aye, wait (h+llo)
hang wit’ my gang like mandy & billy
i f+ck up that sack and i get it, no, really (pew!)
i’m in the function, drivin’ asses from titties (pew! we go!)
i’mma stay [?] and my chopper from [?] (we go! go!)
them boys in f+l, i’m in michigan k!llin’ (k!llin’!)
my e+girl just hit me, said, “pull up to philly” (“philly!”)
b+tch, i’m too focused on me, girl, you silly
you was waitin’, i was chasin’ a billi’ (god d+mn’)
he talkin’ sh+t, then i’m slappin’ him silly (woo!)
i swear to god, the giant f+ckin’ wit’ me (yah)
[?] for this sh+t, man, you know i get busy (huh?)
bad b+tch on tinder, but she think that i’m pretty (woo!)
b+tch can’t touch me
rappers; they sad nowadays, man, aye, like they rusty (ooh)
oh, n+gga, you dusty (yuh)
i got a [?] short on me, you think you above me? (yuh, +cloud strife’s full limit break charge+)
all of the e+girls, they love me
these b+tches know that i’m paid and i run it like rugby (no cap)
but my flow is disgusting (uh)
[?] k!ll and came up from the bottom, boy, trust me, yup, yup
[outro: omarcameup]
i mean, it’s in my f+cking name
you stupid ass b+tch
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