Ranger Danger - Joey Trap

Ughhhhh

Hop in this bitch, like «Fuck it»

Bro keep a pistol, buckin'

If he a snitch, can’t trust 'em, yeah, woah

He talkin' smoke, we body

I’m finna need my shotty

Big 33, like Scotty

Fuck is you tellin' me, ho'?

I can’t be friends with you, ho'

My shoes is Prada and niggas ain’t seen these before

They ain’t got these in the store

I gotta leave cause I left the stove on at the crib

She call my phone for some dick

I had to- I had to, I had to fuck cause she thick

I had to fuck cause she bad

It’s 2020 but nigga I’ve been in my bag

Look at these fuck niggas mad

Niggas be hatin' but I just be gettin' the bread

Reach then fuck nigga dead

Your shorty text me but I’m finna leave her on read

Sike nah, I’m kiddin', I might fuck around, get some head, ayy

I fuck around, fuck your shorty with friends in the bed, ayy, look

That bitch a freak, uh, that bitch gon' eat, yeah, uh

Suck on my meat, uh, bitch gon' creep, uh, yeah, uh

We from the street, uh, we from the block, yeah, uh

I made her suck, uh, she gave me top, uh, yeah, uh

I hopped in this bitch, like «Fuck it»

Bro keep a pistol, buckin'

If he a snitch, can’t trust 'em, ayy, yeah

He talkin' smoke, we 'bout it

I’m finna need my shotty

Bape 33, like Scotty

Fuck is you tellin' me, ho'?

I can’t be friends with you, ho'

My shoes is Prada and these niggas «seen 'em before»

They ain’t go these in the store

I gotta leave cause I left the stove on at the crib

She call my phone for some dick

I had to- I had to, I had to fuck cause she thick

I had to fuck cause she bad

I had to- I had to

Yeah, wicked wild west

Niggas be stressed, ayy

Aim at yo' neck

You think I give fuck 'bout yo' vests?

Pussy, yeah