Joey Trap - Ranger Danger lyrics
[Joey Trap - Ranger Danger lyrics]
Akachi, he on the beat, it's a murder
Ughhhhh hop in this bitch, like "Fuck it"
Bro keep a pistol, buckin'
If he a snitch, can't trust 'em, yeah, woah
He talkin' smoke, we body
I'm finna need my shotty big 33, like Scotty
Fuck is you tellin' me, ho'?
I can't be friends with you, ho'
My shoes is Prada and niggas
Ain't seen these before
They ain't got these in the store
I gotta leave cause I left the
Stove on at the crib
She call my phone for some dick
I had to- I had to
I had to fuck cause she thick
I had to fuck cause she bad
It's 2020 but nigga I've been in my bag
Look at these fuck niggas mad
Niggas be hatin' but I just
Be gettin' the bread
Reach then fuck nigga dead
Your shorty text me but I'm
Finna leave her on read
Sike nah, I'm kiddin', I might
Fuck around, get some head, ayy
I fuck around, fuck your shorty with
Friends in the bed, ayy, look
That bitch a freak, uh, that
Bitch gon' eat, yeah, uh
Suck on my meat, uh, bitch
Gon' creep, uh, yeah, uh
We from the street, uh, we
From the block, yeah, uh
I made her suck, uh, she
Gave me top, uh, yeah, uh
I hopped in this bitch, like "Fuck it"
Bro keep a pistol, buckin'
If he a snitch, can't trust 'em, ayy, yeah
He talkin' smoke, we 'bout it
I'm finna need my shotty
Bape 33, like Scotty
Fuck is you tellin' me, ho'?
I can't be friends with you, ho'
My shoes is Prada and these
Niggas "seen 'em before"
They ain't go these in the store
I gotta leave cause I left the
Stove on at the crib
She call my phone for some dick
I had to- I had to
I had to fuck cause she thick
I had to fuck cause she bad
I had to- I had to
Yeah, wicked wild west
Niggas be stressed, ayy aim at yo' neck
You think I give fuck 'bout yo' vests?
Pussy, yeah
Ughhhhh hop in this bitch, like "Fuck it"
Bro keep a pistol, buckin'
If he a snitch, can't trust 'em, yeah, woah
He talkin' smoke, we body
I'm finna need my shotty big 33, like Scotty
Fuck is you tellin' me, ho'?
I can't be friends with you, ho'
My shoes is Prada and niggas
Ain't seen these before
They ain't got these in the store
I gotta leave cause I left the
Stove on at the crib
She call my phone for some dick
I had to- I had to
I had to fuck cause she thick
I had to fuck cause she bad
It's 2020 but nigga I've been in my bag
Look at these fuck niggas mad
Niggas be hatin' but I just
Be gettin' the bread
Reach then fuck nigga dead
Your shorty text me but I'm
Finna leave her on read
Sike nah, I'm kiddin', I might
Fuck around, get some head, ayy
I fuck around, fuck your shorty with
Friends in the bed, ayy, look
That bitch a freak, uh, that
Bitch gon' eat, yeah, uh
Suck on my meat, uh, bitch
Gon' creep, uh, yeah, uh
We from the street, uh, we
From the block, yeah, uh
I made her suck, uh, she
Gave me top, uh, yeah, uh
I hopped in this bitch, like "Fuck it"
Bro keep a pistol, buckin'
If he a snitch, can't trust 'em, ayy, yeah
He talkin' smoke, we 'bout it
I'm finna need my shotty
Bape 33, like Scotty
Fuck is you tellin' me, ho'?
I can't be friends with you, ho'
My shoes is Prada and these
Niggas "seen 'em before"
They ain't go these in the store
I gotta leave cause I left the
Stove on at the crib
She call my phone for some dick
I had to- I had to
I had to fuck cause she thick
I had to fuck cause she bad
I had to- I had to
Yeah, wicked wild west
Niggas be stressed, ayy aim at yo' neck
You think I give fuck 'bout yo' vests?
Pussy, yeah