Текст песни Killmonger - Lil Ronny Motha F , Lil 2z

Word around town, that a nigga gon' rob me
Ooh, yea, I hope he don't try me
Pistol like a service dog I keep that bitch by me
I play wide receiver
Boy, don't make me catch a body
All you niggas snakes
Yea I used to watch crocodile hunter
When I see fuck niggas say Crockett
Ooh, yea, I'm all bout the profit
Ooh, yea my favorite word deposit

Ooh why you chill chillin' in the middle of the summer
I got at ya baby momma and I hit her like a drummer
Like marijuana and ya fuckin' like a sauna?
Smokin' on some presidential, smokin' on that Obama
Now you don't want a nigga said he was a shooter
When I put him on the court he ain't got no jumper
Ooh, pocket swollen and a bitch know it
Ooh, real nigga like Killmonger

Let the fam know, I ain't goin' out without a fight
If it's wrong, then it's wrong but it feel so right
Like Kendrick say, nigga we gon' be alright
Do my bitch like Beyoncé we be all night
Ok, ok I'ma admit it
I'm just in love with these big booty
Bitches Hold on, officer why is you trippin'?
All of this weed over here is prescripted

Let the fam know, I ain't goin' out without a fight
If it's wrong then it's wrong but it feel so right
Like Kendrick say, nigga we gon' be alright
Do my bitch like Beyoncé we be all night
Ok, ok I'ma admit it
I'm just in love with these big booty
Bitches Hold on, officer why is you trippin'?
All of this weed over here is prescripted

Fuck the internet, I ain't tryin' go viral
I got at ya baby momma and I beat it like Michael
Got a bitch named Harley ride her like a motorcycle
And her parents real religious so she like to read the bible
Skip church just to fuck she a nasty lil' slut
For the longest she been wanting me to put it in her butt
Aye, damn lil momma that's a bummer
Aye I'm 2-H-2 like a hummer

If Ronny put 'em on the court, he ain't got a jumper
I'ma have to take the rock and hit the bitch at the buzzer
Yellow teeth bitch, she been wantin' me to fuck her
Send a popcorn emoji cause the shit look like butter
Stop comparing me to niggas, no I'm not your lil' brother
And it's only one-twos there'll never be another
Way before the strikes I been ballin all my life
I just had to let 'em know I got the shit up out the gutter aye