Ricky Hil, Ro Ransom - Tell You Some Shit lyrics

My bitch sing when she hear
My fucking phone ring
Cause she know I got a fix on the other line
She say daddy it's about that time
Cause, I've been coming down
And you been on one
I said baby I ain't coming down
Got voices in my head
And I don't like those sounds

And they'll lay in my bed bitch I got a pound
In LA in my bed bitches fucking 'round
LA in my bed 2 bitches
They gon fuck around cause they
Know what Rich is ricky Hil, from the North
Black Vic or a Chevy, not a Porsche
I fold tinfoil, and put that Oxy to a torch
Stick some methazine on my porch
For that lean I'm a feign
You don't know what this feels like
All this shit will prolly take your life

You know how this goes down
I been on these drugs, I ain't coming down
I said a xanny bar always
Make me say some bars
And this lean in front of me
Gonna make me see some stars
And I know who you are
But Ro Ransom in this bitch
He about to tell you some shit
Bet she about to sell you some shit

I just ate a bunch of sushi
Bitch you wish you fucking knew me
I got 3 blonde groupies
Wanna show me they jacuzzies
Cause, I'm cool like Snoopy
And my jeans by Nudie
Bout to get an emulator
Just for poking my ruby out
I only love wrestling and rap
(that's real talk)
Bitch this my confession to that
I'm from the other side of nowhere
I was destined to black
Fucking outcast until the day I
Rest in my casket

I forgot the names of all the
Hoes I left in my past
I don't know how I got this
New bitch undressing so fast
Paranoids a good day
And depression is average
Shit this verse is ill Rick I
Shoulda kept it I'm mad
Ro Ransom is the future I'm
The best in my class
No, the best out period, you can't be serious

Lone wolf the emergency button you don't push
Quit lean and the pills I don't smoke Kush
You pussy ass rappers are so bush
This a alley you pass I might note look
Fuck around and get high off my note book
I'm focused man you should be so shook
Not to mention I'm singing I wrote hooks
This how dope looks

I'm on it, I'm heartless, I'm gone bitch
I'm nauseous beyond sick, I've lost it
Don't want shit? don't start shit
Fucking mansion to a studio apartment
A monster, I'm god, I am fucking unconscious
I gave you hell and masquerade
On the same tape (insomnia)
Ricky Hil, Ro Ransom I remain great

I killed that shit
Shout out to my brother Ricky Hil
Now I'm gone stop with it