BabyTron, RJ Lamont - As-salamu alaykum lyrics

(RJ) ayy, some Percs feel right
The other ones don't
Some Percs feel right, the other ones don't
Ayy
Huh, RJ always tripping, RJ always tripping
(RJ always tripping, man, RJ always tripping)
Ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (ShittyBoyz)

Some Percs feel right, the other ones don't
Some bitches love me, the one I love don't
Crazy when I stopped hooping, I upped score
What goes around comes around
Life's a jump rope
Punch God, Sleeve Nash, I'm the Punch GOAT
Went from the nosebleeds to the front row
I ain't fix shit 'cause I
Swear it wouldn't broke
Cranked the metеr till it broke
This that one mode

Man, why thе fuck do they hate on Tron?
I'm just tryna make some pape'
In my Saint Laurent
And if he play with my pape'?
Send him straight to God bitch a freak
Got more bodies than Genghis Khan
Woke up wanting drip, I'ma hit Neiman's
Early bird gets the worm so I quit sleeping
Spud Webb in that kitty, I'ma mistreat it
Smoked a 'Wood and bought a gun
Now you a big demon? LOL, fucking cornball
Human now but I swear I was born dog
Brand new Goose coat, brush the storm off
On fire, see an opp and I'ma torch dawg
Huh, you gotta know the real comes with fake
Huh, you gotta know the
Real comes with snakes
Huh, secret sauce, it's still in the safe
Huh, that bitch only real in yo face
Bitch burnt a bridge
Hit the store and burnt it down
For every time they turned on me
Hit a turn around
They ain't fuck with the wave
But they surfing now
I used to give hoes dick, gotta earn it now
Oh, that bitch? yeah, I probably dogged her
Scored off the punch, bitch
I'm a karate baller
Spice God in the booth, I'm a wasabi talker
This bitch a demon with the neck
She her mommy daughter
Dee a volleyballer 'cause he
Setting plays up
I was getting neck on the live
Throwing gang up
Slatt, slatt, send a, watch him raise up
Yeah, Drake Bell up in Hutch
Sick I came buffs
I always hear the same stuff
You're not original
Ichiban got me in her throat, on the biblical
Always in my phone, God, this bitch miserable
Two cards, if it don't hit
Do the switcheroo
As-salamu alaykum, go and greet Allah
Walk around in designer? You
Got three dollars
Lil' bitch called me "baby"
I don't see Sada
Eating alligator bites or I could eat Guyana

Some Percs feel right, the other ones don't
Some bitches love me, the one I love don't
Crazy when I stopped hooping, I up score
What goes around comes around
Life's a jump rope
Punch God, Sleeve Nash, I'm the Punch GOAT
Went from the nosebleeds to the front row
I ain't fix shit 'cause I
Swear it wouldn't broke
Cranked the meter till it broke
This that one mode

Born for this shit, man
I was destined for this shit
(Some Percs feel right
The other ones don't)
I got a lesson in that bitch
(Some bitches love me, the one I love don't)
Lucky as hell like I wrote
A seven in this bitch
(Crazy when I stopped hooping, I upped score)
Run up on me, I got Heaven in the clip
(What goes around comes around
Life's a jump rope)
On God, man, ShittyBoyz, it's our year
I swear to God
(Punch God, Sleeve Nash, I'm the Punch GOAT)
I don't fuck with you if you ain't us
(Went from the nosebleeds to the front row)
And if you ain't us, don't
Don't ever look at me
(I ain't fix shit 'cause I
Swear it wouldn't broke)
Cranked the meter till it broke
This that one mode fucking dummy
ShittyBoyz