Lyrics Power Rangers - Shoreline Mafia
Actin'
like
a
hitter,
you
gon'
put
yourself
in
danger
I
don't
know
you
niggas,
y'all
some
motherfuckin'
strangers
Did
a
lot
of
dirt,
I
got
blood
on
my
fingers
Soft
ass
rapper
should've
been
a
fucking
singer
Niggas
ain't
street,
these
niggas
entertainers
Grown
ass
man
lookin'
like
the
Power
Rangers
Actin'
like
a
hitter,
you
gon'
put
yourself
in
danger
I
don't
know
you
niggas,
y'all
some
motherfuckin'
strangers
Posted
in
the
kitchen
with
some
trappers
and
some
bangers
Playin'
with
my
bro
man
he
gon'
hit
you
with
the
banger
Bitch
we
shoot
to
kill,
you
want
a
war
then
get
your
aim
up
Bitch
I'm
on
that
vicious
shit,
my
niggas
on
the
same
stuff
Niggas
being
bitches,
well
that
ain't
the
way
I
came
up
Dissing
in
the
mentions
'cause
you
tryna
get
your
name
up
Niggas
out
of
pocket,
got
a
rocket
for
you
lame
fucks
Fuck
these
pussy
niggas,
roll
my
weed
and
pour
this
drank
up
Call
my
lil
homie,
he
gon'
knock
your
head
off
Pull
up
talkin'
shit,
but
like
a
ho
you
sped
off
Fuck
with
the
squad,
lil
bitch
it's
man
down
And
everybody's
shooters
in
the
room,
that's
hands
down
They
ain't
fuck
with
me
before
but
them
bitches
fans
now
Lil
ho
you
better
suck
it
when
I
pull
my
pants
down
Pop
out
with
the
rocket,
'til
it
click
I
keep
popping
Vicious
to
the
death,
you
know
how
Lil
Robby
rockin'
Actin'
like
a
hitter,
you
gon'
put
yourself
in
danger
I
don't
know
you
niggas,
y'all
some
motherfuckin'
strangers
Did
a
lot
of
dirt,
I
got
blood
on
my
fingers
Soft
ass
rapper
should've
been
a
fucking
singer
Niggas
ain't
street,
these
niggas
entertainers
Grown
ass
man
lookin'
like
the
Power
Rangers
Actin'
like
a
hitter,
you
gon'
put
yourself
in
danger
I
don't
know
you
niggas,
y'all
some
motherfuckin'
strangers
I
don't
know
you
niggas,
y'all
some
motherfuckin'
strangers
Beatin'
down
your
block
with
them
sticks,
you
stuck
in
danger
Real
right
with
cookie
to
the
face,
I'm
searching
stains
up
Niggas
capping
every
day
and
claiming
so
I
aim
up
Paint
'em
up,
then
I
call
up
Franky
when
the
drank
is
up
I
thank
you
bruh
Fuck
with
you
the
long
way,
let's
roll
this
stanky
up
Janky
bruh,
who?
on
my
mama
you
niggas
janky
bruh
You
stanky
bruh,
he
think
he
the
shit,
he
Mr.
Hanky
bruh
I
used
to
do
whatever,
do
whatever
for
the
dough
And
now
I
got
bitches
who
love
to
do
whatever
for
some
dough
My
nigga
Ohgeesy,
he
move
in
any
weather
with
the
coke
My
niggas
don't
sleep,
we
put
the
shit
together
and
it's
on
And
it's
on
Now
we
leave
the
trap
'cause
the
work
gone
Hit
the
spot,
I
tell
that
lil
bitch
get
her
twerk
on,
woah
Hella
bands,
that's
all
I'm
about,
look
this
my
third
phone
Hear
a
brrt
in
the
back,
bitch
that's
the
work
phone
Actin'
like
a
hitter,
you
gon'
put
yourself
in
danger
I
don't
know
you
niggas,
y'all
some
motherfuckin'
strangers
Did
a
lot
of
dirt,
I
got
blood
on
my
fingers
Soft
ass
rapper
should've
been
a
fucking
singer
Niggas
ain't
street,
these
niggas
entertainers
Grown
ass
man
lookin'
like
the
Power
Rangers
Actin'
like
a
hitter,
you
gon'
put
yourself
in
danger
I
don't
know
you
niggas,
y'all
some
motherfuckin'
strangers
1 Bullshit (Bonus)
2 Bullshit - Bonus
3 Bottle Service
4 Bottle Service (Bonus)
5 Musty (Bonus)
6 Musty
7 Poppin It
8 Section
9 Dirty
10 Straight Drop
11 Dope House
12 Pack Em
13 Spaceship
14 Spaceship
15 Power Rangers
16 Whuss The Deal
17 Serve A Boat
18 Nun Major
19 Intro
20 Poppin It (Bonus)
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