Tell You Some Shit

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[Intro] Hades, 2 [Verse: Ricky] My bitch sing when she hear my fucking phone ring Cause she know I got a fix on the other line She say daddy its 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 [Chorus] 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 [Verse 2: Ro Ransom] 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 [Hook] 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 [Chorus]
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