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Ransom Notes

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Ransom Notes은(는) 앨범에 수록된 곡으로 2019년 2월 4일일에 Cinematic Music Group에서 발매되었습니다.Boo Mode 4.0

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앨범Boo Mode 4.0

발매일2019년 2월 4일

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[Verse 1]

Everybody load up, man, this a junkie runner

I gave that **** five rocks, yeah, everybody enter

Pull up at the corner store, go get a thermal too

Gotta hide my tats, I bet nobody said we did it, dude

Fuck on his sister, laugh about it, she don't even know

Smoke a joker, park the car right by the corner store

We full of sticks too, we loaded in this bitch

Back to the top, we in the Heights tryna blam a bitch

Pull up on him at the red light and lift his soul with this

I bet I be that demon child them dudes be talkin' 'bout and shit

Shells hoppin' out the bottom, note the crime scenes and shit

Bet I bat the fuck out a **** just like I do a bitch

Go with your move and you'll get famous, he know how it go

That badass signature, yeah, that go baby blow

Bust his ass, go get that bag, since you already know

Go hit the show, we turnt up there like, fuck a **** though

[Verse 2]

Turn this bitch into a purge, shit, what you mean by that?

Shit, my youngin' got your children, you better hit me back

Shit, I want fifty flat, oh, he ain't having that?

Ain't goin' down, cut him open, we ain't playin' that

Grab the bitch when she leave work, like, "Where your man at?"

I heard your baby daddy had them bricks, shit, we ain't playin' that

Better hit him up, oh, he don't talk shit? We ain't havin' that

Cut her middle finger off, it's fuck you, she ain't comin' back

[Verse 3]

Ransom notes, don't play 'bout that, man, I need all that

The only thing I'm askin' you is, "Tell me where your man at"

I heard he had them bricks, that ****, he the shit

Them Instagram posts, he flexin' bags, send me that shit

Or we gon' bust him up, shoot your children, do you love 'em, bruh?

'Cause I need all my money and you steady playin', your time is up

Send pistols, don't give a fuck, tell 12 I'll zip 'em up

Man, he give me my money, have his peep, and we can get the fuck

I been the man, I handle business if ends ain't addin' up

Like, "Bae, you got the money?", "Daddy got it, please come save us"

But now he lookin' stupid, profit money, bag ain't addin' up

On the way to get it, jack the plug, but he ain't givin' up

So he grab his lil' stick and got a cutter, now he loadin' up

Meanin' he gon' live or he gon' die just for his family trust

And he gon' go out with a bang, but he know he don't give a fuck

Now this a prime example how you make a purge stuck

[Verse 4]

Turn this bitch into a purge, shit, what you mean by that?

Shit, my youngin' got your children, you better hit me back

Shit, I want fifty flat, oh, he ain't having that?

Ain't goin' down, cut him open, we ain't playin' that

Grab the bitch when she leave work, like, "Where your man at?"

I heard your baby daddy had them bricks, shit, we ain't playin' that

Better hit him up, oh, he don't talk shit? We ain't havin' that

Cut her middle finger off, it's fuck you, she ain't comin' back

Written by: BBG Baby Joe

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