Tronald & Stanley

Lyrics

[Intro: StanWill] (Enrgy made this one) Damn [Verse: StanWill & BabyTron] Bro gon' take the pop and Wockify it, all he sip is dirty All these carats in my jewelry, ain't no way my vision blurry Ram him with that 30 like I'm Todd, he just got hit with girly VVS's DD Osama-ing, bitch, they getting sturdy Think he pressin' me and my posse? Gon' make him hit a gurney He ain't got the Mamba Mentality, catch him switchin' jerseys Soon as I wake up I'm encroaching opps, I be blitzing early Bitch, I'm blowin' max volume, you rollin' up some mute She ain't throwing head to the gang? I'm throwin' up this deuce Mad scientist in the lab, pourin' up my juice Thought he was Pit till he got bit, boy, yo bro is a pooch I ain't even have to shoot his ass, I openhand smacked him Blitzing with them blickies in that field, don't get yo mans tackled Quagy-agy turned my Arctic Sun into a CranApple In the deep, he hopped up out that water when we swam at him Overdid the shrooms on Collins Ave, I'm in a crashed Phantom Over slid the 201, got giffies like my ass Santa Bought it as a white peach then turned it to a black Fanta Blues on me like I'm Crippin', where the fuck my bandana? You can't see me, John Cena, Fiji with the Wockiesha All this fuckin' cheese and all this sauce, they think I got pizza Why the fuck you actin' like you jamming with a locked Visa? Pop him like a bottle of Rosé and left his top leakin' Fuck, he fast as hell, I'm sick he got away Pendants clankin' on my neck, the bitch thought she heard pocket change Benji, Benji, Benjies in my pocket, ain't no Honest Abes Like a laundromat, I'm spinnin' blocks, boy, every opp a stain Team full of demigods, we hit the court and dominate Bet my neck be wetter than the water when I'm by the bay Shooting tracers out, the only thing I think's annihilate AMG look like a UFO, bitch, I might fly away [Outro: StanWill] Huh, bitch, Dog $hit Militia