Free Ralo lyrics
by Veeze
[Intro]
(Damn, Tye, you made this b*tch too?)
(The f*ck got into you?)
[Chorus: 2SKi]
n*gga run to the 'Gram to post his money, n*gga, stop it
Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket
Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket
Broke and you hatin', lil' n*gga, where your profit?
[Verse 1: 2SKi]
When I made my first 10K, know I had to toss my wallet
n*gga underground stealin' swag, should've started college
Heard he was a big fan, but he can't even give me a follow
Came up sellin' drugs and makin' songs, n*gga, I'm feelin' just like Ralo
Heard them boys been hatin' so much, they can't evеn get no sleep
Bought her dinner just to f*ck, hеr baby daddy cheap
Fresh just spilled a four, it look just like an oil leak
f*cked her, kicked her out, she made me mad, her pus*y weak
Hate a b*tch who talk too much, just f*ck you when I'm bored
f*cked her so damn good, she called my mans like, "Why he 'nore?"
Went to f*ck another b*tch, told her I was at the store
I won't spend no dime on you, lil' b*tch, you just a whore
[Chorus: 2SKi]
n*gga run to the 'Gram to post his money, n*gga, stop it
Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket
Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket
Broke and you hatin', lil' n*gga, where your profit?
n*gga run to the 'Gram to post his money, n*gga, stop it
Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket
Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket
Broke and you hatin', lil' n*gga, where your profit?
[Verse 2: Veeze]
I don't even be spittin' game to hoes, they just offer (Yeah)
f*ck and kick her out, she tried to stay until the morning (Huh?)
Put the yellow tape around the mall 'cause I chalked it
Welcome to my house, green and yams like a market
Keep her on her knees, I'm a king just like Martin
My shoes cost a G, wear 'em once, then I parked 'em
I think Brothers Only got more guns than an army (Yeah)
Had the red, poured up in the cream, look like Target (What the f*ck?)
Who the f*ck got all the cough syrup? (Ayy)
'Cause I ain't got my cup, I'm damn near lost for words
I can't talk around these n*ggas, they some f*ckin' mockingbirds (They some f*ckin' mockingbirds)
Got enough on me right now that I could go and buy a bird (Brrt)
Police pulled me over, said they smelled a lot of herb (Huh?)
My ex-b*tch so damn messy, said I'ma get what I deserve (f*ck that b*tch)
A n*gga play with me, he gon' be six feet down in earth
I'm a Wavy Navy baby, sorry, baby, I don't surf (Gang)
[Chorus: 2SKi]
n*gga run to the 'Gram to post his money, n*gga, stop it (Stop it, n*gga)
Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket
Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket
Broke and you hatin', lil' n*gga, where your profit?
n*gga run to the 'Gram to post his money, n*gga, stop it (Stop)
Only time you see my paper is when it's bulgin' out my pocket
Tried to take it, bullets dunk up on your head like I named it Rocket
Broke and you hatin', lil' n*gga, where your profit?