likethat by rans0m Lyrics
[Intro]
(rans0m)
[?]
[Chorus: rans0m]
I got a choppa, it's a 47
Extended mag with the beam, that's a match made in Heaven
[Bridge: reef, sxulz]
I'm going insane with my MAC-11, how we get to stepping
Said she want this dick, I put the dick in her intestines
Yeah, leave him with a bloody nose like I'm Eleven
And that pussy think he wanna talk down, he could get it for real
[Chorus: rans0m]
Walking right into the function and I'm smelling like gas
Keep on talking down, I get my toolie, do you like that?
[Verse 1: reef, sxulz & rans0m]
[?]
I ain't even say that much and I can tell that he is mad, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, skrt)
Brodie got put in thе grass
Fuck your mama for a check, I put the penis in hеr ass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lil' bro kept on talking down and now he's all up in my pack
Run it back, yeah, yeah, run it back
Don't know why you keep on running from my gang, this ain't a track
If you keep on talking loud up on the 'Gram, we spin it back
Told my mama I'm a toothbrush way I'm getting to these plaques
Bitch, I'm getting muhfuckin' cash
[?]
That boy, he acting hella cheesy like a rat, yeah
Like, what is that?
Hop on the beat, I chop it up like Ratatouille
When I pour that fucking lean, I'm feeling stuck, I feel like Ruins
Caught you thinking that you're cool, but you said the day is ruined
When I tell the homies, "Go, go, go," they get to moving
Boy, stop acting like you getting pussy, fuck a smash and pass
Like, at this point, just smash and pass
Got one more bullet, that's your last (Goddamn)
Boy, this Wockhardt finna make me crash (Goddamn)
Call me Future 'cause you get left in the past (Goddamn)
Bitch, I'm with my bros, I'm super smashed
We need a saga
Need my girl to give my poker face like Lady Gaga
Yeah, 7.62 like a bamboo, it shoot
Hey, why the fuck is your EP still on mute?
And why the fuck is your bitch tryna get in her groove
Told her I'm good, no, I do not approve
[Chorus: rans0m]
I got a choppa, it's a 47
Extended mag with the beam, that's a match made in Heaven
Walking right into the function and I'm smelling like gas
Keep on talking down, I get my toolie, do you like that?
(rans0m)
[?]
[Chorus: rans0m]
I got a choppa, it's a 47
Extended mag with the beam, that's a match made in Heaven
[Bridge: reef, sxulz]
I'm going insane with my MAC-11, how we get to stepping
Said she want this dick, I put the dick in her intestines
Yeah, leave him with a bloody nose like I'm Eleven
And that pussy think he wanna talk down, he could get it for real
[Chorus: rans0m]
Walking right into the function and I'm smelling like gas
Keep on talking down, I get my toolie, do you like that?
[Verse 1: reef, sxulz & rans0m]
[?]
I ain't even say that much and I can tell that he is mad, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah, skrt)
Brodie got put in thе grass
Fuck your mama for a check, I put the penis in hеr ass (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Lil' bro kept on talking down and now he's all up in my pack
Run it back, yeah, yeah, run it back
Don't know why you keep on running from my gang, this ain't a track
If you keep on talking loud up on the 'Gram, we spin it back
Told my mama I'm a toothbrush way I'm getting to these plaques
Bitch, I'm getting muhfuckin' cash
[?]
That boy, he acting hella cheesy like a rat, yeah
Like, what is that?
Hop on the beat, I chop it up like Ratatouille
When I pour that fucking lean, I'm feeling stuck, I feel like Ruins
Caught you thinking that you're cool, but you said the day is ruined
When I tell the homies, "Go, go, go," they get to moving
Boy, stop acting like you getting pussy, fuck a smash and pass
Like, at this point, just smash and pass
Got one more bullet, that's your last (Goddamn)
Boy, this Wockhardt finna make me crash (Goddamn)
Call me Future 'cause you get left in the past (Goddamn)
Bitch, I'm with my bros, I'm super smashed
We need a saga
Need my girl to give my poker face like Lady Gaga
Yeah, 7.62 like a bamboo, it shoot
Hey, why the fuck is your EP still on mute?
And why the fuck is your bitch tryna get in her groove
Told her I'm good, no, I do not approve
[Chorus: rans0m]
I got a choppa, it's a 47
Extended mag with the beam, that's a match made in Heaven
Walking right into the function and I'm smelling like gas
Keep on talking down, I get my toolie, do you like that?