roney - the greatest lyrics
[intro]
(ayo, brodie)
(nine, we should do this more often)
bah, bah
it’s rondawg
[chorus]
can’t go back no more
big holes up in my denim
felons, oh, i commit those
oh, i was stressin’
i hope hard times don’t turn to wrinkles
them bullets ripple
rip clothes, oh, they leave big holes from little pistols
[verse]
my dawg, he a mental patient
he beat it, he got no patients
that gun like a flag, he wave it
bro tell me that i am the greatest
just chill out, you’re gonna be famous
stop beefin’ with what’s his name is (you b+tch)
we alrеady know he a rapist
just go get the shorty, wе stain him
we roll him a blunt and we lace it
that boy like a hole, he got loose lips
i got me a bullet with red tops
oh, don’t make me go have a mood switch
see, i came from the bottom like laces
had to walk with the metal like braces
was cooked and i just had to face it
i’m eatin’, just show me where plates is
he beefin’, but really he staged it
my city is full of some waste kids
that nina is full of some hollows
it’s givin’ a shot, it’s a facelift
it’s takin’ you out, like dating
these n+ggas, they foul, they fragrant
gunpowder and loud my fragrance
we treat him like wood, on campin’
we choppin’ him down and flame him
we rockin’ that boy like a hammock
they watchin’ on me like shameless
i was locked in the cell with a chalice
oh, shorty, she callin’ me, “daddy”
he talkin’ like skip, he bayless
and she wanted drip and grammy’s
that boy, he shoppin’ at payless
[bridge]
and she want palace, wanna walk with diamonds
wanna be my gangsta
stylist, fill me up with diamonds
rondawg a bigger man
boodness, when i look around, don’t see no other gang
that b+tch do tricks and magic all for the internet
[chorus]
can’t go back no more
big holes up in my denim
felons, oh, i commit those
oh, i was stressin’
i hope hard times don’t turn to wrinkles
them bullets ripple
rip clothes, oh, they leave big holes from little pistols
can’t go back no more
big holes up in my denim, yeah
felons, oh, i commit those
oh, i was stressin’, yeah
i hope hard times don’t turn to wrinkles
them bullets ripple
rip clothes, oh, they leave big holes from little pistols, yeah
[outro]
from little pistols, yeah
from little—, uh, oh, they leave big holes
them bullets ripple, they rip clothes, oh, yeah
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