Ransom
What?
Hey, man, like I said, man, I got 'bout thirty in my red bag
You know where to find me, that Yung Shyne, man
In the mofuckin' Flat, you know what I'm sayin'
(Uno, I killed it)
(Bobby Kritical)
Pussy-ass nigga, smell the hate on your breath
You ain't gotta tag along, don't need nobody help
Got three bitches that sit right by the belt
Ooh, leave a nigga swimming in bloods like Phelps, um
Told the bitch, "Ride like peddling"
And why you wanna fuck with the kid? Y'all meddling
Drank, got Cookie, top-shelfing it
Drip paint when a nigga walk, don't step in it, ooh
All these hoes want me, they selfish
I'm tryna seal off from the world like a shellfish, ooh
Got a bitch, I don't need help, bitch
Ho tryna auction off the pussy like a sales pitch, ooh
Pussy, know I'm ballin' like a Celtic
Young heartthrob, see me and her heart melted
You're not ready no matter how you prep
I'ma stomp, stomp, stomp a nigga out like delta
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, uh
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom
Hey, man, like I said, man, I got 'bout thirty in my red bag
You know where to find me, that Yung Shyne, man
In the mofuckin' Flat, you know what I'm sayin'
(Uno, I killed it)
(Bobby Kritical)
Pussy-ass nigga, smell the hate on your breath
You ain't gotta tag along, don't need nobody help
Got three bitches that sit right by the belt
Ooh, leave a nigga swimming in bloods like Phelps, um
Told the bitch, "Ride like peddling"
And why you wanna fuck with the kid? Y'all meddling
Drank, got Cookie, top-shelfing it
Drip paint when a nigga walk, don't step in it, ooh
All these hoes want me, they selfish
I'm tryna seal off from the world like a shellfish, ooh
Got a bitch, I don't need help, bitch
Ho tryna auction off the pussy like a sales pitch, ooh
Pussy, know I'm ballin' like a Celtic
Young heartthrob, see me and her heart melted
You're not ready no matter how you prep
I'ma stomp, stomp, stomp a nigga out like delta
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, uh
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Put 'em in the trunk and take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, take 'em for ransom
Take 'em for ransom, yeah
Take 'em for ransom
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