ro ransom - lorde driveby (hidden freestyle 3) lyrics
[verse 1: ro ransom]
i never sold o’s
but i always had j-panese clothes
i’m the best on the low
we shut it down everywhere we go
she was all in my phone told her baby girl no no no
your new single came on at the club it was so so-so
zay blowing piff, s-rank click
smell like money, come and get a whiff
smoothie in my cup with the sushi on my dish
you ain’t never ever ever heard a thing like like this
n-ggas do a lot of talk but they ain’t saying sh-t
riverside drive bumping layne in the whip
that’s alice in chains in this b-tch
f-ck a rebuild this year we playing for the chip n-gga
she told me about, how when my tape comes out, she sees us f-cking
well i’m out here popping this flame we been dropping so what’s up then
[hook: ro ransom]
bags up out the store
this here pure
s-rank ghost couture
n-ggas with me (four)
who want (war)
drove by playing (lorde)
pull up then we (score)
gimme (more) gimme gimme (more)
gimme gimme (more)
[verse 2: ro ransom]
leans what i used to like with soda
but i’m breaking the habit, mike shinoda
y’all had hype but so what
n-gga can’t see me, cause the price has glowed up
got the game hung across one shoulder
don’t drink but she say i’m hung over
she sat it on me like a coaster
you best address me like h-llo sir
cause i’ll roll up quick like a poster
and change your first name to the ghost of
me i’m ready for my closeup
stay the f-ck out my lane b-tch its closed up
you had critiques you should come and repeat those
n-gga waking up like where the f-ck did my t–th go
i’m with your b-tch posted up at the bistro
s-rank n-gga but i love me a c-note
i smashed a dominican chick
y’all n-ggas b-tch like kibbles and bits
y’all n-ggas sweet like cinnamon stix
my flow hard like digging a ditch
don’t be mad, i know i’m mad late
but this sh-t getting split like a bad date
i can feel the envy in your handshake
i don’t got that like bad taste
holla if you feel me
it only make me stronger if the sh-t didn’t k!ll me
dirty flow i am filthy
i could never say y’all didn’t know the real me
so if i’m allowed to speak honestly
this all i got ain’t no option b
who the f-ck out here as n-ggas as hot as me
b-tch i’m the future thats prophecy
was never no sheep or no wannabe
who the f-ck out can write songs like me
who the f-ck s-xt game as strong as me
i ain’t say s-x game i said s-xt game
t at the end
scooped the waitress up at n0bu, she was a ten
now we group text f-cking, me and her friend
game changer, state’s savior
where there’s peace i break sh-t i create danger
laid up like jesus in the manger
divide n-ggas teams, carry out the remainder
whats a lit match to a glacier?
i’ll scream on n-ggas like kramer
do me a favor don’t do me no favors
i’m the 32nd flavor, the 37th chamber
the murder weapon maker, i burn the effin paper
i’m fly it ain’t no signs of turbulent behavior
dog i came up with this flow, and laughed like sh-t yo
godd-mn you the man for this ro
i really might cancel this though, cause fam i just know
they can’t even handle this flow
f-ck i can’t feel my hand my wrist froze
hoes caribbean i should dance calypso
i bend them hoes back like the stance for limbo
blind money you can’t even glance at this dough
i ran into your mans at jimbos
he ain’t pop off but he grilled the boy
i’m the man round my hood but i’m still the boy
boyfriends all wanna k!ll the boy
girls always lauryn hill the boy
they give me that thing, my dog tag bling
f-cked her in the fall i was gone by the spring
(inaudible) summer fling, n-gga
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