hailey b – renegade remix lyrics
[verse 1: christian b]
i’ve been through this sh-t without a pencil
i never understood this like the smell of stencils
i never felt a man punch me in the throat
if any man laid a hand on me, i put him in the dirt
if you f-ck with my set, i’ll leave you really wet
not like in a b-tches’ jeans, more like my 40 and my fiends
you don’t understand ‘cuz you weren’t there
now i understand ‘cuz i’m here
this sh-t is crazy like my mash potatoes and gravy
that sh-t get mixed up like some beans and dip
don’t know anyone with an extended clip
but i’ll be like a beyblade and let it r.i.p
i tell rick to suck a d-ck
not no little pr-ck, i’m talkin’ ’bout that big black d-ck
in prison his punchline is “i’m tyrone, and i’m tryna bone”
i turn your head into a cone, so i can ice your cream
my step dad is the devil when he drinks that beam
i’m broke, my life a joke, i don’t work but d-mn i make b-tches twerk
she call me daddy when i’m beatin’ in the patti, d-mn i shoulda f-cked (maddy)
did this sh-t cuz i get ripped like a caddie
izzy is a cutie when she toots her lil horn, i’m so happy no child is born
[verse 2: hailey b]
they call me hannibal lecter
i betcha never heard a rapper say such
crazy much? i think shush
m-th-f-cka only speak when spoken too
or wroten too
this sh-t talkins gotta end
muf-cka u still think i’m ya friend?
this is a full on clash and crash it ain’t no f-ckin fender bend
this is the f-ckin end
before you’re f-ckin dead
i’ll f-ckin bash ya head in
i’m in again, sin again
do the opposite of what people sayin
take what i say with a f-ckin grain
of salt, -ssault and attack or f-ckin get stabbed with one in ya head
then again, renegade, wasn’t this violent hai
hey wait the tracks gettin f-ckin crazy
a sure sign of shady
frame me, drive me straight crazy
“how many times have u said crazy?”
b-tch i’m goin on 80 while driving 180 on 90
too fast the cops can’t find me
better get behind me
better check up on me
make sure i don’t have a body
the law cannot be abiding
slim it’s the -chicka cha chicka- i’m the sinister misses kiss my -ss its just a
[hook: hailey b and christian b]
renegade! never been afraid to say what’s on my mind at, any given time or day cuz i’m a renegade!
never been afraid to talk about anything (anything?) anything! (anything!)
(renegade!) never been afraid to say what’s on my mind at, any given time or day cuz i’m a (renegade!)
never been afraid to talk about anything (anything?) anything! (anything!) renegade!
[verse 3: christian b]
i don’t eat p-ssy
never been this sh-t cuz some girls dont shave and it’s bushy
that’s f-ckin’ nasty dude
if you ain’t gon’ shave and you gon’ be a girl, i don’t wanna eat that if you a f-ckin lil hairy girl
i understand that you don’t wanna shave, but c’mon dude
you gotta be me, i shave!
c’mon now, oh my god this sh-t is twisted, misted, get it?
(oh my god!)
twisted, missed it, kissed it, now i’m f-ckin these b-tches like a rata-tat-tat bat bat bat bat
trap trap trap
crack crack crack
oh my god, these rappers these days, they so f-cking basic
all they do is sing the same f-cking sh-t
listen to us we will take you on a journey that you never seen sh-t
sh-t i could be like on lsd with 4 different b-tches that wanna f-ck me and i’m like
oh-no take some more cocaine up the nose
homie you don’t know, what the f-ck i do for the blows
(-laughing- i’m sorry cuhcuh, i’ll go serious)
[verse 4: hailey b]
i dont thinkyo u remembered who the f-ck i am
cuz i honestly don’t give a f-ck about you man
you f-ckin’ piece of white trash
your body inside a f-ckin’ white hefty bag
drag that bag and hop out a stolen jag
with a stolen gat
bl–dy finger and hand prints on the f-ckin’ bag
smile its wilson man
chicka chicka uh
change the station relapse is not relaxing turn on shady xv cuz i know that’s “right for me”
who can change me rearrange me and deal with this shady inside me?
i bet none of you could handle me
you don’t deserve me
c-cky but surely its purely meant for immaturely joking and hiding my insecurity
i refuse to be a p-ssy eat a p-ssy f-ck a p-ssy f-ck you p-ssy you ain’t nothin against me rookie call me a bully
chicka chicka
suck another d-ck rick
you f-cking pr-ck
did you just hear that f-ckin’ lyric?
you ain’t slick a tick tick i won’t quit
ricky ricky ricky can’t u see
somehow your b-tch -ss can’t f-ck with me
and i just got one thing to say
never f-ck with a f-ckin’
[hook: hailey b and christian b]
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