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RENEGADE (Get Paid) Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'm Don kel, uh
Yeah, I gotta get it, big renegade gang nigga
No, we not politic, I can get a n***a touched for free, yeah
That's on me, how you start a whip without the key
I came from stealin' shit, I been gettin' money for a minute
I got the big head, can't tell the bitch that pussy good
She might get the big hit, she used to kids, bitch, I'm a man
No, don't you play with me, if you put these blicks up in your name
Then you can stay with me, everything I lost back then
I can get it back today, I can trap in different ways
I'm cold-hearted, Louie Ray, come here, hold this gun bae
She in love with the Don , fuckin' this hoe in different ways
Easy money, get paid
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh, ridin' around Atlanta
And I got a hammer
Fuckin' hoes and catchin' plays, man, I feel like Deion Sanders
I don't need to argue with no bitch, all I know is sandas
She like to suck a n***a dick or somethin',
I put it in her sinus
All we do is drive and post up, like that n***a giannis
She said I'm the realest n***a she ever been with, she just bein' honest
She got a cute face, but her ass fat, I put it in her spine
I beat lil' mama face up, then make her turn around (clap - clap)
That's her ass, huh? Beat that shit up, make her tap out
Bitch, this that Smackdown
I fuck his hoe, got him mad, ain't he ain't even no opp for real
On the block, you gotta be cautious, we havin' mops for realwe Having mops , n***a, mob, shit
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, I got it, get it, I came from Hounda Civic's
Ridin' with a full-size AK, before they had the switches
Never put my trust in no bitch, they switch with every step
I'm in the murder, mitten , she said, fuck me with your Carti's on
I just fuck this bitch to Marvin, bitch, let's get it on
Her and her sister go both ways, let's get it on
Lil' bitch, she bad with freckles, call that lil' hoe two-tone
I got PTSD, you can't even move wrong
I just might blow this bitch, me, my dog like Lilo Stitch
I'm talkin' fo-fo bull dog, this shit got some kick
When I got some bread, n***a said I change on em ?
You think I came this far for nothin', you ain't got no brains, homie
I was down bad, no paper, shit got real lonely
Y'all n****s fell out over paper, that ain't your real homie
I'm about my monion, yeah, I guess y'all n****s don't want nothin
I'm about that monion, yeah, I guess y'all n****s don't want nothin
Lil' bitch bad, she hella thick, I'm tryna fuck somethin
When she walk, shit look bad, like she left somethin
I was broke, now I'm up, I pop hella shit
These n****s don't fuck with money, I guess these n****s celibate
I got ties, down the road, I can get your celly hit
He put a switch on the Glock, now he a ceilin' fan
He be spinnin' shit, get your shooter spin
He be spinnin' shit, get your shooter spin