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jon & rohn - how romantic! (soundcloud exclusive) lyrics

retro:
how romantic
i ask you how romantic
give your b+tch your time and money
she still gonna cheat, ain’t that pedantic?
frantic, im frantic
smoking blunts in hammocks
stamp it, [?]
that whippet made you manic
pass it over
you greedy, you [?]
give a homeless man a mchicken
a half a cart and now you got a soldier
hold her tightly
cause you never know, she might be
the one, or a fed
either way [?]
im tripping, im dripping
this grass, this grass
this blunt talking to me like green goblin mask
it whack but im chiefing it
this roach and i is beefing
i lost, i folded
blunt got my mouth foaming

ron:
god d+mn, this sh+t hard as f+ck
this hard as f+ck
i can feel my thought thats how you
know i smoke too much
you know that sh+t loud as f+ck
i only took two puffs
this water coming in clutch
or maybe just your grandmama’s sofa
i’m drinking sprite after sprite but i
ain’t getting sober

she talking about commitment like i don’t know the word
d+mn i guess shе forgot that we slip passed the third
how romantic thе sh+t when we higher than birds
and all my homies looking at me like who wrote the verse? (hahaha)

another month passing quick
this sh+t is do or die
i’d rather die trying than living such a boring life
i’m batman in this sh+t
bruce wayne? i haven’t met the guy
this sh+t sound insane?
thats the difference between you and i

lost a good friend but we stay elevated
we in that boxstate so you know medicated
accolades look as big as the bank statements
and the only goal i have is to strive for greatness, yuh
raining:
yeah we pushing up like it’s the presidential fitness test
dodging all these shots like i’m a motherf+cking anti vax
shut the f+ck up, brodie don’t give a f+ck what you said
ozzie on my left and on my right we talking big red

shoutout tricky ricky know he keeps the beats flowing
master of the craft, it’s h+lla cheese where we be going
it’s 2025, not no 2016
what the f+ck you even doing pulling up in some supreme, b+tch

got the bape on me, yeah i finally copped designer
pen to the paper write a classic one liner
going on six now they never been finer
i’ll cook you like some chicken that i order at the diner

i’m all about the money, i can see you not really
wasn’t tryna flex but next to me you looking silly
packing up a bowl this some thousand dollar gas
yeah i started in the back and now i’m riding first class, b+tch

- jon rohn lyrics

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