Ramsay Bolton

Ay
Made that bitch suck on my dick
And it was soft
Yuh
She let it grow inside her mouth
Uh
She'll break my heart if I pull out
Uh
She wana see if it'll sprout ugh
Yeah
Walk with the drip like woah
30 in that clip like woah
Ima let it rip like woahwoah
Aye yuh
Walk with the drip like woah
30 in that clip like woah
Ima let it rip like woahwoah

These niggas is addicts
How u gon kick my ass
If u cant kick a habit?
These bitches throw a fit
Without they fix
They so dramatic
Boi I aint worried about shit
I'll curse u at the sabbat
Ugh
Its the pulse of the maggots
They way these crumbs tryna form a whole loaf of a baguette
I fucked all they bitches
So my swagger they all jackin
These niggas act rich
But that tax shit aint lastin
Like ooh
Come getcha boo
She fucked me and she wana join the crew
Like ooh
Come getcha boo
3 in the morning
She up inda stu
Like oh

How you a boss?
You got a boss
They control your wage
Nigga it aint adding up
Ugh
You think you tough
Ugh
I call your bluff
Ugh
How u rap but you answer to corporate
Like ooh
One foot on land
The other in the pool
Like ooh
Boi you half in and half out
You lookin like a fool
Boi you betta stick 2 what you do
Cause this rappin aint for you
Boi u shouldve stayed in school
Like ooh
Im with my dog like ramsay
Ugh
Ima fukin dog she cant stand me
Ugh
And that ruger come in handy
Ugh
Hollow tips warm your body like brandy
Ugh
He thought it was sweet
Aint nothing sweet except the gold in my teeth
Ooh
What she said to me
You would not believe
You think she on fleek
I blew her back out last week
Like ooh holup wait,
So much on my plate
These hoes in my face
But I swear to god they fake
Like ooh,
So much on my plate
These hoes in my face
But I swear to god they fake



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Writer(s): Brian Dunbar
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