Ro Ransom - Heroin Syringes lyrics

[Bridge - Ro Ransom] Who done pulled up? Who done finessed on your b**h that was us It's tints on the truck These hoes call my phone man they can’t get enough I won’t tell a lie I’m on every street on the upper west side Them boys down to ride n***as hate that sh** makes me feel so alive [Verse - Ro Ransom This sh** sound S-Rank n***a thats my click now If the lofts f**ed up we probably tore that sh** down I ain't in ya top 10 motherf** your list now I'ma either be the sh** or who they talking sh** bout Bad chicks by the boatload, a** thick and she cocoa She a sad b**h but thats dope tho cause I’m batsh** n***a loco Dropped cla**ics and went ghost tho but I’m back up like a yoyo Better back up or i’ll back up like a Mack truck through a Volvo Old head I will poke your smut daughter Cause the boy flow nasty like coconut water Then I’ll put a f**ing laser to her hopeless smhuck father Y’all thought I was gone before but now I’m going much farther Vroom, me Rob and Zay, boy thats the family trifecta I need a grown woman who resembles Angie Tribeca I need my last seven checks combined n amplified extra Because these other n***as good but goddamn it I’m better I need my wrist frozen, crib by the ocean My shoes so hot I’m in here tip toeing That's Rick Owens I swear to God I got your b**h open, she dick choking She think I’ll wife it whats this b**h smoking, the sh**s potent (and I ain't done) Need new chicks peruvian, blue whips cerulean You trip? and we gon' see, who click is hooligans Filippelli, way of life, not a pseudonym Motherf**er I ignite like a hookah stem I am crack in the flesh (yes), I’m the actual best (yes) King of Pop since they laid Michael Jackson to rest (yes) All I do: finesse and swag and swag and finesse Adventure b**h I’m exploring back of your dress Used to get bullied for my braces man my shoes squeaked Writing haters names down running out of looseleaf Felt like no one knew me, the cool kids looked through me And now they girls sugar walls is how keep my tooth sweet Numb like a h**n syringe in my limb Tell the girls doing yoga at the gym, I am him I will not leave my city you won’t do me like Lin More specifically Jeremy, cause Kagney’s always there for me Put me with the best, no separation I go hard, period, no explanation b**h I’m floating on the beat this is levitation My girl wristwear retarded thats a special bracelet Your girl outfit is Pac Sun, extra basic I need a b**h who like incense and meditation Ro Ransom is the Future two exclamations And on God I’m on guard, like a second baseman I’ll en guard, avant garde, no expiration Cause I evolve, f** a blog and a elder statesman I started from the bottom, you never left the basement I’m so fire i just might be the devils favorite Yet flow water I just came out the lake Y’all was playing too safe, we was laying in wait Need them labels to pay, out at Drake vs. Wayne Like this could be us, cause we up f**er the city need us I do it big like E Langston For a fee I can freeze frame him For the cheese I will cheese grate him For the cream I will cremate him Its in my genes I can Jean Grey him Every freestyle is freebasing She want the D, I got the e-m-o-n-s- and the t-ration I decree that my creations Are the hottest here in the nation And the continent, and the earth at large Why the f** do you think they searching mars Yakuza fan club sign up its worth the charge Putting life in every line I’m giving birth to bars [Bridge 2 - Ro Ransom] I wanna know can you save me girl I think I’m drowning In my mind, I see these h**n syringes I’m gone [Bridge - Ro Ransom] Who done pulled up? Who done finessed on your b**h that was us It's tints on the truck These hoes call my phone man they can’t get enough I won’t tell a lie I’m on every street on the upper west side Them boys down to ride n***as hate that sh** makes me feel so alive