Killaz around me not from this dimension they making a dome fly
He turn a human right to a zombie oh he is a cold guy
Name on the chain i wear it with pride
He jokin my ice he ready to die
Ill tell him alright i dont wanna fight
Then see him and kill him like lil nigga sike
I wanted b's he want a M
Dont need a bitch i need a benz
I got the drip like a serenge
Shot at his whip hit up his friend
I want the gold i want the bread
He gona fold He wanted meds
He took a dose right to the head
Uh he slippin he slippin he dead
Now he a stench his body is renk
She got the sauce my baby she Ranch
I keep a tool but its not a Rench
He gon pretend like he want revenge
I put him on blast and show all his friends
Then ill let him go drop him in his end
Ill let em wet him and sever his head
Ill let em wet him then ill get them drench
Ran up the rackets
Watch how i walk with the Ratchet
Swing it like it is a Racket
Credit card roney gona Max it
Ill kill a nigga the Fastest
Send out a message ill fax it
Telling his homies the facts is
Yall better pitch on a casket
Lookin for homie he vanished
I think hes somewhere in that spliff
Get him he turning to ashes
Get him hes turning to ashes
Why would i throw away my ratchet
got me some rickity racket
Demons around me i feel them
But i let em go when im fasting
I keep a burner my 6th sense
I 1 for told the op ima get them
Ill have em waiting in suspense
Ill have him shooting at suspects
He though im coming from distence
Someone tell that nigga he trippin
Pop up in that nigga kitchen
Right in the middle of whipping
Leave him right under the dishes
Ending to that boy beginning
Grip a pole that will lift his soul tell him dntgetclose
Roney knows
That these niggas hoe they dont want no smoke
He gon choke
Who gave oppers hope
Thinkin we gon fold
That Body float just like hes a boat
Back to whip some dope
Cross him out just like tick tac
All my targets x and o'
Count my money watch it grow like some f*cking vegetables
Who gona ride for him who gona die for him
I wanna know Who gona slide for him they get the worst of things
Cause i want your boy
We gona capture him f*ck around and torture him
Call up your dog tell him bring everything
Even the diamond ring
Then when he shows
Im gona switch the ting
We gona soak the kid
I got a stone that shit is bolder big
Can u control the ting
Roney is know still i still hang out the whip roney aint worried bout tint
We gona go we turn ur boy to piff
Smoke him like monster pink
He was a ride or die now he a memory
I spit it Versatile make em remember me
I switch up my meldody
That shorty name meloni
I switch up my melody i make em remember me OH YAH! X2
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Killaz around me not from this dimension they making a dome fly
He turn a human right to a zombie oh he is a cold guy
Name on the chain i wear it with pride
He jokin my ice he ready to die
Ill tell him alright i dont wanna fight
Then see him and kill him like lil nigga sike
I wanted b's he want a M
Dont need a bitch i need a benz
I got the drip like a serenge
Shot at his whip hit up his friend
I want the gold i want the bread
He gona fold He wanted meds
He took a dose right to the head
Uh he slippin he slippin he dead
Now he a stench his body is renk
She got the sauce my baby she Ranch
I keep a tool but its not a Rench
He gon pretend like he want revenge
I put him on blast and show all his friends
Then ill let him go drop him in his end
Ill let em wet him and sever his head
Ill let em wet him then ill get them drench
Ran up the rackets
Watch how i walk with the Ratchet
Swing it like it is a Racket
Credit card roney gona Max it
Ill kill a nigga the Fastest
Send out a message ill fax it
Telling his homies the facts is
Yall better pitch on a casket
Lookin for homie he vanished
I think hes somewhere in that spliff
Get him he turning to ashes
Get him hes turning to ashes
Why would i throw away my ratchet
got me some rickity racket
Demons around me i feel them
But i let em go when im fasting
I keep a burner my 6th sense
I 1 for told the op ima get them
Ill have em waiting in suspense
Ill have him shooting at suspects
He though im coming from distence
Someone tell that nigga he trippin
Pop up in that nigga kitchen
Right in the middle of whipping
Leave him right under the dishes
Ending to that boy beginning
Grip a pole that will lift his soul tell him dntgetclose
Roney knows
That these niggas hoe they dont want no smoke
He gon choke
Who gave oppers hope
Thinkin we gon fold
That Body float just like hes a boat
Back to whip some dope
Cross him out just like tick tac
All my targets x and o'
Count my money watch it grow like some f*cking vegetables
Who gona ride for him who gona die for him
I wanna know Who gona slide for him they get the worst of things
Cause i want your boy
We gona capture him f*ck around and torture him
Call up your dog tell him bring everything
Even the diamond ring
Then when he shows
Im gona switch the ting
We gona soak the kid
I got a stone that shit is bolder big
Can u control the ting
Roney is know still i still hang out the whip roney aint worried bout tint
We gona go we turn ur boy to piff
Smoke him like monster pink
He was a ride or die now he a memory
I spit it Versatile make em remember me
I switch up my meldody
That shorty name meloni
I switch up my melody i make em remember me OH YAH! X2
He turn a human right to a zombie oh he is a cold guy
Name on the chain i wear it with pride
He jokin my ice he ready to die
Ill tell him alright i dont wanna fight
Then see him and kill him like lil nigga sike
I wanted b's he want a M
Dont need a bitch i need a benz
I got the drip like a serenge
Shot at his whip hit up his friend
I want the gold i want the bread
He gona fold He wanted meds
He took a dose right to the head
Uh he slippin he slippin he dead
Now he a stench his body is renk
She got the sauce my baby she Ranch
I keep a tool but its not a Rench
He gon pretend like he want revenge
I put him on blast and show all his friends
Then ill let him go drop him in his end
Ill let em wet him and sever his head
Ill let em wet him then ill get them drench
Ran up the rackets
Watch how i walk with the Ratchet
Swing it like it is a Racket
Credit card roney gona Max it
Ill kill a nigga the Fastest
Send out a message ill fax it
Telling his homies the facts is
Yall better pitch on a casket
Lookin for homie he vanished
I think hes somewhere in that spliff
Get him he turning to ashes
Get him hes turning to ashes
Why would i throw away my ratchet
got me some rickity racket
Demons around me i feel them
But i let em go when im fasting
I keep a burner my 6th sense
I 1 for told the op ima get them
Ill have em waiting in suspense
Ill have him shooting at suspects
He though im coming from distence
Someone tell that nigga he trippin
Pop up in that nigga kitchen
Right in the middle of whipping
Leave him right under the dishes
Ending to that boy beginning
Grip a pole that will lift his soul tell him dntgetclose
Roney knows
That these niggas hoe they dont want no smoke
He gon choke
Who gave oppers hope
Thinkin we gon fold
That Body float just like hes a boat
Back to whip some dope
Cross him out just like tick tac
All my targets x and o'
Count my money watch it grow like some f*cking vegetables
Who gona ride for him who gona die for him
I wanna know Who gona slide for him they get the worst of things
Cause i want your boy
We gona capture him f*ck around and torture him
Call up your dog tell him bring everything
Even the diamond ring
Then when he shows
Im gona switch the ting
We gona soak the kid
I got a stone that shit is bolder big
Can u control the ting
Roney is know still i still hang out the whip roney aint worried bout tint
We gona go we turn ur boy to piff
Smoke him like monster pink
He was a ride or die now he a memory
I spit it Versatile make em remember me
I switch up my meldody
That shorty name meloni
I switch up my melody i make em remember me OH YAH! X2
Writer: Tyrone Noel Smith
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)
Copyright: Lyrics © Society of Composers, Authors and Music Publishers of Canada (SOCAN)