Ransom, Stack Bundles - Xtreme Negligence lyrics
[Ransom, Stack Bundles - Xtreme Negligence lyrics]
Shooters, duelas, jewelers, I do's this
Petty fetti, perico, I move's this
Heavy hip but a blicker, blicker, I use this
Niggas flow negligent, I abuse this
Tangerine coupes, Smurf guts, I Sunkist
You ain't gotta be part of the
Desert to know I run this
Seymour front of the cherry
I bring the CAKE out
Hit Ran on the blackbird, bring the APES out
Whores starin' at us like the
Planet of the BAPES out
Captain save a hoe ass nigga
I'll pull ya CAPE out
I'm allergic to derelict niggas
I start to BREAK out
Get 'em bodied, set the WAKE out
That's the FAKE out
Fuck out of the castle without
Dustin' ya feet off
Set the trends for you young
Fuckers to feed off
I'm responsible for the rock shit
Call me Lyor
Y'all ass like Eeyore, regular, jet me off
We fuckin' all of they hoes
They tellin' us that we not
Takin' over the game
They tellin' us that we not
Bakin' over the flame
Don't tell 'em what's in the pot
Bakin' soda and 'caine
We sellin' it on the block
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not) , yeah
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not) , yeah
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not) , yeah
Keep tellin' us that we not
Tellin' us that we not
Yo, y'all niggas can't be serious
Gutters, mothers, drug shit, I does this
Heavy Dese' is very deadly when blood drip
Ever ready for cemetaries and snub clips
Niggas say they high as the heavens
I'm above this
I don't make mistakes 'cause
Every plan is flawless
You ain't like Stacks
Not every gangsta's gorgeous
You ain't like me, this nigga Ran is lawless
Send my hand the four fifth
Send a man to orbit underhanded boss shit
The more I talk like Paulie Castellano
The more the cops'll follow
Ignore the hottest models
In a shiek spot laughin' at dudes who
Ball with sparks on top the bottles
I saw the gots to motto
You can lose ya head gettin' bitches
But never lose bitches gettin' head
Every script is gettin' read
While you still struggle gettin'
Strippers in the bed
That's the difference in the bread, nigga
We fuckin' all of they hoes
They tellin' us that we not
Takin' over the game
They tellin' us that we not
Bakin' over the flame
Don't tell 'em what's in the pot
Bakin' soda and 'caine
We sellin' it on the block
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not) , yeah
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not) , yeah
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not) , yeah
Keep tellin' us that we not
Tellin' us that we not
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not)
Keep tellin' us that we not
(keep tellin' us that we not)
Keep tellin' us that we not
(Keep tellin' us that we not
Tellin' us that we not)