vamp leek - texas ranger lyrics
texas ranger lyrics
[intro]
(destroy jem)
(xo)
[chorus]
texas ranger, texas ranger
texas ranger, texas ranger
i draw down on y’all
been counting money, i ran it up
i’m tryna pour that lean in my gut
p+ssy i got sticky stuck
they know not to play with us
my gang having k’s on us
my gang might just take your stuff
i wanna ride that bentley truck
i wanna f+ck, she gave it up
f+ck around, b+tch done fell in love
we getting money, you mad at us
step ’round with a whole bag on us
finna have s+x in that bimmer truck
b+tch want me to finger her
i’m finna f+ck my fingers up
i don’t wanna count this money, might break my thumbs
i don’t wanna draw my weapon, don’t play with us
we live ’bout that sh+t, gon’ step it up
you ain’t finna draw that sh+t, put your weapon up
i put smoke [?]
get that money, don’t play with us
walk down and just take your stuff
p+ssy ass n+gga better put it up
drac’ on me might tear you up
[verse]
he ain’t even got no bodies
he ain’t pop no oxy
b+tch ride me like a trolly
[?]
[?]
we pop pills, n+gga, we pop molly
walk down on a n+gga, i might catch a homi’
don’t f+ck with n+ggas, these n+ggas some peons
burnt the f+ck out, they can’t be what i be on
might bring the k’s out
she on my facetime
want me to take her out
i don’t got the time
i’m in the studio
i’m tryna get mine
and i be in atlanta like julio
my b+tch too fine
my b+tch too bi
i’m taking her to the sky
i’m taking her to the vibe
we living a private life
’cause most of these hoes be too trife
i hope that a n+gga try
we sending that n+gga bye
it’s your life or mine
they know not to play with us
my gang got some k’s on us
buffy, b+tch, we slayers
vamped out, b+tch, we draining you
and this b+tch want me to lay on her
i’m finna count this paper up
you ain’t getting money, lil’ b+tch, you capping up
you ain’t even ’bout that sh+t, you acting up
you don’t want [?] better pack it up
i go psycho, i go batsh+t, uh
i go [?]
crash out gang pop molly
i don’t even wanna say sorry
with that gang, b+tch, we catch homis
christian dior, i’m not rocking no tommy
might bring the rick out, put it right on me
we brought them sticks out, i feel like tony
you can get kicked out, b+tch, you don’t know me
you can get x’d out [?]
[chorus]
texas ranger, texas ranger
texas ranger, texas ranger
i draw down on y’all
been counting money, i ran it up
i’m tryna pour that lean in my gut
p+ssy i got sticky stuck
they know not to play with us
my gang having k’s on us
my gang might just take your stuff
i wanna ride that bentley truck
i wanna f+ck, she gave it up
f+ck around, b+tch done fell in love
we getting money, you mad at us
step ’round with a whole bag on us
finna have s+x in that bimmer truck
b+tch want me to finger her
i’m finna f+ck my fingers up
i don’t wanna count this money, might break my thumbs
i don’t wanna draw my weapon, don’t play with us
we live ’bout that sh+t, gon’ step it up
you ain’t finna draw that sh+t, put your weapon up
i put smoke [?]
get that money, don’t play with us
walk down and just take your stuff
p+ssy ass n+gga better put it up
drac’ on me might tear you up
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