Every time you rhyme I get bored
If you bangin' on my line get ignored
This land is full of goats and you offshore
And she keeps suckin' me off I am so sore
Yeah, she for the streets basically a hobo
And she asked me how was the head I said soso
I aint ever put a ring on it Frodo
Gridnin' on the weekends, what the f*ck is FOMO
Yeah she ride me like an exercise ball
Plenty of fish in the sea, yeah I get my fishing rod
Talkin' like you got a lot of money, don't even know what I'm on
Talkin' like you got a lot of money, don't even know what I'm on
You are fakin' all your life, yeah
And I'm bakin' inside, yeah
Like bacon I'm fried, yeah
You satan, you lie, yeah
Bitch you better shut the f*ck up I am in the demon mode
I just made a g behind yo back you ain't even know
Cant even talk, you look like you just seen a ghost
You can't talk shit, I don't even see your bros
Every time you rhyme I get bored
If you bangin' on my line get ignored
This land is full of goats and you offshore
And she keeps suckin' me off I am so sore
Yeah, she for the streets basically a hobo
And she asked me how was the head I said soso
I aint ever put a ring on it Frodo
Gridnin' on the weekends, what the f*ck is FOMO
RYNO (라이노) - She For the Streets Lyrics
RYNO (라이노) - She For the Streets Lyrics
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Every time you rhyme I get bored
If you bangin' on my line get ignored
This land is full of goats and you offshore
And she keeps suckin' me off I am so sore
Yeah, she for the streets basically a hobo
And she asked me how was the head I said soso
I aint ever put a ring on it Frodo
Gridnin' on the weekends, what the f*ck is FOMO
Yeah she ride me like an exercise ball
Plenty of fish in the sea, yeah I get my fishing rod
Talkin' like you got a lot of money, don't even know what I'm on
Talkin' like you got a lot of money, don't even know what I'm on
You are fakin' all your life, yeah
And I'm bakin' inside, yeah
Like bacon I'm fried, yeah
You satan, you lie, yeah
Bitch you better shut the f*ck up I am in the demon mode
I just made a g behind yo back you ain't even know
Cant even talk, you look like you just seen a ghost
You can't talk shit, I don't even see your bros
Every time you rhyme I get bored
If you bangin' on my line get ignored
This land is full of goats and you offshore
And she keeps suckin' me off I am so sore
Yeah, she for the streets basically a hobo
And she asked me how was the head I said soso
I aint ever put a ring on it Frodo
Gridnin' on the weekends, what the f*ck is FOMO
If you bangin' on my line get ignored
This land is full of goats and you offshore
And she keeps suckin' me off I am so sore
Yeah, she for the streets basically a hobo
And she asked me how was the head I said soso
I aint ever put a ring on it Frodo
Gridnin' on the weekends, what the f*ck is FOMO
Yeah she ride me like an exercise ball
Plenty of fish in the sea, yeah I get my fishing rod
Talkin' like you got a lot of money, don't even know what I'm on
Talkin' like you got a lot of money, don't even know what I'm on
You are fakin' all your life, yeah
And I'm bakin' inside, yeah
Like bacon I'm fried, yeah
You satan, you lie, yeah
Bitch you better shut the f*ck up I am in the demon mode
I just made a g behind yo back you ain't even know
Cant even talk, you look like you just seen a ghost
You can't talk shit, I don't even see your bros
Every time you rhyme I get bored
If you bangin' on my line get ignored
This land is full of goats and you offshore
And she keeps suckin' me off I am so sore
Yeah, she for the streets basically a hobo
And she asked me how was the head I said soso
I aint ever put a ring on it Frodo
Gridnin' on the weekends, what the f*ck is FOMO
Writer: Ryan Adkins
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