Lyrics:
She just want that Louie, Gucci, and that Prada
Lil baby smoking she fire just like sriracha (Yeah, yeah)
Shawty bad just like Ranada (Ranada)
She
title
I make her eat a Perc', fuck her, shawty a survivor (eat it up)
She a hood queen and her name is Ranada
She a real rough rider, let me get behind
ain't killing
You ain't shooting
You a bitch you don't do nada
I need me a wife
I need ranada
Hol on what
Cuz I just put perks in my cup
2 sips and my
Say, Cleve
They know i'ma geek geek, nigga
Huh? (geek, geek)
These Red Eyes i got them opened
I be gone with the wind
Meet Ranada by the ocean
To be
like Ranada but her body is mean and the
S is for Shayna a sucker in bed
she take advantage of the fact that Im a sucker for head
and the T is for Tara
they done
The sunshine is bright on the ranada
Where I once saw the film "if"
Now they all stand in line
For it's bingo tonight
No more films with
named Ranada
See the popo I'm hoppin the fence
Love my people like they from Wakanda
Got the juice know I'm sippin that gin
I been healing the streets
Balling like a starter I need me a ranada feeling savage
So I go ahead and fuck his daughter I'm a real fighter
I really give out these concussions fuck
gonna air it out with choppas, yeah
Her name is Amyah bitch you know that she riding like ranada, yeah
And if a nigga play with us we gon' make that nigga
Ranada
She pop at you too
Everyone in my gang got a chain, that how flex up on you
I got Diamonds on my teeth, them bitches fangs ima bite up on you, girl
like a lobster
Then smoke in black wit my driver
New bitch
That's more drama
Hold up on call wit my mama
Tolt a lil baby like ranada
She like day day
hate the fucking drama
I'm looking for a good queen I need me a ranada
Kicking shit with my fucking bros like I'm lui kang
Working late in the cave but
shopping Prada
I don't care what you like, I got the product
Gucci to Chanel, just like Ranada
Bitch I drive a fast car, I'ma see you later
Got some gold
man a Rasta
Rollin' doobies while we rappin' ranada Watch her throw it, I'ma get up behind her Jackin the fast car vroom
It's like a cash monsoon, I'm
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