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ronsocold - whatever that is lyrics

i know these hoes gone change for a little fame
i could never change for a little change
put that on my gang, i’m gone stay the same
40 on my hip, and my wrist go blang

this b-tch say she love me, whatever that is
f-ckin with me baby, it get tragic
i’m f-ckin on this hoe, like she my main
bae i’m on them xans, i don’t feel no pain
i know these hoes gone change for a little fame
i could never change for a little change
put that on my gang, i’m gone stay the same
40 on my hip, my lil b-tch go “bang”

married to the guap, yea that be my main
all these n-ggas mad cuz i piped they main
two glocks up, i feel like max payne
finesse you out your money, boy you too lame (too lame)
trap phone, tracfone, that b-tch twerk
gotta stay alert, can’t be on a shirt
praying for the best, prepare for the worst
tryna keep everybody happy, you gone end up hurt
yeah, you gone end up hurt
rollie on my wrist, make your b-tch flirt
got it off the block, had to take a chance
bands in my pants, glock in my hand
i don’t give a f-ck, i’ll rob a fan
came a long way from them bank scales
i was on the block, i was moving grams
free my n-gga josh out the d-mn jail

cut them hoes off, i had to run it up
this b-tch say she love me, she just wanna f-ck
this b-tch say she love me, whatever that is
f-ckin’ with me baby, it get tragic
it get tragic
f-ckin’ with me baby, it get tragic

- ronsocold lyrics

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