Lyrics:
petty need a reset
(But bitch don't be lying to my face)
Okay
Your best friend tried to fuck me I told her no no
Cause that's that petty shit you ready
deep inside of you
You count your losses on your Nike shoes
Cause you got all your love from Disney
No one said it's easy
I'm sorry that you couldn't
Come home from work, ain't nothing to eat
You stretched your little dough running home for more
Then you're straight back out the door
Somebody tell
to
Talk and anytime you need to vent I'm
Always gone be there for you this is
A long message to my best friend
the reasons why, I
I always seem to make you cry, I
Just don't know why
Well could it be
You always running in the streets
Come home from work, ain't
You see it
Jamie Gel yeah
O Range King init
Bringing something up shit (Uh huh)
Just a freestyle init (Grii)
Scrii ai ai
What you want ah hear (Uh
stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for a chopper
Permit, don't need permission from a doctor
I been smokin' since
hit me up on the gram and said, "Damn
You don't even need a buzz to
Be gettin' love from your fans"
I said it's a difference between
A fan
doot
And beaucoup, beaucoup, I'm cuckoo
I'm a star goin' to war with you clones like Count Dooku
I'm worlds apart from you rappers
Like I walk in
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
We move
But her friends on man
And she won't block her blessings
Coz she wanna come home in a range
Now two girls wanna fight like tekken
Bro said he
So easily I can hold a semi'
Anytime I need to pull it I'm ready
At the age of 14 I held the Dezzy
You know I get that wap like I'm Fetty
When I spray
talkin' shit when I leave the town, nigga
Say now, can you hoes come out to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo
to play now?
Hey, I'm ready to cut you up any day now
Play by my rules boo and you gon' stay high
May I answer your Third Question like A.I
Say hi,
If I had a plane
I'd ball on you motherfuckers' till I'm outta range
Price on the Rollie and the Benz same thing
Crash land in the pussy girl strange
Both fucked the same bitch, just not the same night
You just took her phone number
I just took her home with a-
'Nother bitch, menage
Boomerang,
bars, I can strictly
Rap what really happened
You would think that shit was Disney
Air in the circle like a frisbee
Thinking about my niggas make me misty
they try to ruin our fun
I don't wanna scare you away, I'm sayin' whassup
Tell your friends come over here, and party with us
If y'all from the hood,
get enough of that thing, girl
Yo, yo
Let's do it up in Disney at the Magic Kingdom
You can tug on my Giuseppes and my Bagley Mischkas
I'm
a chain
And a range and a pinky ring, bling, bling
And all my niggas here
They about to kill this shit
What you say Nast?
Hold up dog, Nast in this bitch
Well, it doesn't matter. Will you go and tell your
master that Arthur from the Court of Camelot is here.
GUARD #1: Listen, in order to maintain
Chorus:
Range
Day.....
That's where we separate
The men from the boys
Range
Day.......
OH yeah we're bringing
Out them toys
You were messing with my friend yes
You don't remember it might be cause you have been repressing it slightly
Rock bottom now I'm looking for
Come home from work, ain't nothing to eat
You stretched your little dough running home for more
Then you're straight back out the door
Somebody tell
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