R2RK lyrics by Wal Blixk feat. Suave PFA
Chorus
On the H I’m tryna send
The cops there every time that I bend
Me, Gbaby gon’ throw more than ten
I took risks for the guys I’ll do it again
On bro, I be drillin’ like Ben
Rule number one better get you a friend
Li-like, no invite we still gon’ attend
If we can’t come then the shit gon’ end
Verse 1: Wal Blixk
Sha Stackzz got hit by a V
Look both ways when you crossin’ the street
Like, Elz Tay was suckin’ on D
Bend through Linden I’m comin’ on ?
I’m outside, me, ?, and Leek
Y’all niggas know how we get when wе creep
Like, tried to click but he don’t lеt me ?
Shoot at his leg make him pick up his feet
Now he hearin’ that thunder
What’s that smoke in the air? That’s Gunna
Sha got shot in the car, he was under
Niggas movin’ like OnlyMyBrothers
Like, we send a shot if he Woo
In the Floss we lookin’ for Quelly
In the ‘Ville we floxkin’ them too
Fuck Boomer, he died by the telly
Look, I really rap what I live
Like, y’all niggas know what I did
Ayo, Bobby, y’all niggas don’t do shit
Purgin’ on 8s then we bend 26
Like, Humble just stay on the bench
Like, that nigga not even Drench
What? Wit’ Mar and this thirty extend
Damn, he always fiendin’ to bend
Chorus
On the H I’m tryna send
The cops there every time that I bend
Me, Gbaby gon’ throw more than ten
I took risks for the guys I’ll do it again
On bro, I be drillin’ like Ben
Rule number one better get you a friend
Li-like, no invite we still gon’ attend
If we can’t come then the shit gon’ end
Verse 2: Suave
PFA in the spot
?, grrah
But you know the rest
I be tweakin’ lil bitch, I’m a vet
And the RAM’s wit’ me, Choo gang be the set
Leeky G gon’ flock that
Bitch gon’ pop that
Spin a opp block, don’t watch that
? bitch gon’ bop back
We tryna tryna flock
Niggas seen lil Sy and they got that
Nunnie, leave your ass in the dirt
KG, don’t play me, leave your brains on the curb
Jah what? Jah who?
How he a savage, never spin, never burn niggas shirt?
I fucked two ? hoes, now they hate him
Let them spin the Line we gon’ chase ‘em
He Mali bop, on bro, we gon’ bake him
Headshots4Mali, you know we ain’t playin’
And no cap, I’m really different
No cap, I fuck wicked
Be the talk of your friends while I’m hittin’
Now your friends wanna fuck, I be chillin’
Tinted V’s, on a mission
Hop out, on foot, finger itchin’
Get up close, start clickin’
? stand over him ‘til this shit finish, like, grrah
Chorus
On the H I’m tryna send
The cops there every time that I bend
Me, Gbaby gon’ throw more than ten
I took risks for the guys I’ll do it again
On bro, I be drillin’ like Ben
Rule number one better get you a friend
Li-like, no invite we still gon’ attend
If we can’t come then the shit gon’ end
