Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bullshit, artist - Ralo. Album song Free Ralo, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 18.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: FAMERICA
Song language: English
Bullshit |
| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel |
| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is |
| Catch me piped up, got the pipes out everywhere a nigga live |
| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?) |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit, ridin' around with a full clip |
| I got GPS on the opps, I wish a fuck nigga would trip |
| I wish a fuck nigga try me today |
| Try me today and got shot in the face |
| Play with some safe and you will be erased |
| Murder ain’t nothin' but a criminal case |
| Don’t be slippin', better pay attention |
| They gon' put you on a dead mission |
| They gon' point the fingers at the opps |
| Niggas ready for my shit to drop |
| Niggas ready for that FamGoon shit |
| They know I be on all the goon shit |
| They know I be on all the fuck shit |
| They know I be on all the bullshit |
| I be on it, I be on it, nigga |
| I am petty than a lonely nigga |
| I told my bitch she can’t come outside (Why?) |
| That pussy too good to be outside |
| Got no love for the other side |
| We gon' ride 'til them suckers die |
| We don’t fuck with the other side |
| I lost the feelings when my brother died |
| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel |
| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is |
| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live |
| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?) |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| My niggas witches |
| They keep something on 'em long as a broomstick |
| I’m on that bullshit, I’ll let the tool spit |
| I’ll get you dropped while I’m on a cruise ship (I'm gone) |
| You scary, go in that place with the pulpit |
| Or get wet like a pool, bitch |
| I’m in the trenches, I got on my full kit |
| You know a nigga gettin' smoked if I pull this |
| Ralo, get all of the choppers out |
| We gon' show niggas what drama 'bout |
| Opps keep calling my phone like |
| «Tee, why you keep riding past my mama house?» |
| Better show your face 'fore I run in that bitch |
| Tellin' me to chill, naw, fuck that shit |
| Tell that nigga don’t ride with no kids |
| You know I’m 'bout to throw a whole drum in that whip |
| Ain’t you fucking on famous bitches? |
| Why you still fucking with the hood hoes? |
| Don’t you got a mansion, why not go to Walmart? |
| Why you still fucking with the hood stores? |
| Why you still fucking with the custos, buying work? |
| Why you still tryna get the drugs sold? |
| Don’t you got a Bentley? |
| Why you riding in a 18-wheeler? |
| Bitch, that’s a truckload, I’m on that bullshit |
| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel |
| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is |
| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live |
| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?) |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| Yeah I’m on bullshit, still got a thirty clip |
| I’m 'bout that steppin', I get to pressin', I’m over bullshit |
| Try me, I send a blitz |
| Rap 'bout this shit, so I’m living it |
| Glock on me right now, you can get shot while we speakin' |
| Focused on mission, on Addies I geek |
| 24−7 on creep, we don’t sleep |
| I don’t show love, you get whacked where you eat |
| Free that boy Ralo, he shot on you geeks |
| Fifty some shots, let 'em sleep in the Jeep |
| Saved by the bells, ain’t talkin' bout Screech |
| Crash out in 'Raq cause I’m good in the street |
| I don’t sell a feature, I go sell a P |
| I got them numbers on deck, I’m rockin' different sets |
| Rollie busted, ran me forty |
| I’m thinking 'bout going baguettes |
| Flash out, trip by the 'jects |
| Look at me wrong, boy, get you stretched |
| I’m 'bout that foolishness, VL ruthless, huh |
| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel |
| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is |
| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live |
| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?) |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| We do not fuck with them niggas |
| We shoot that shit up and we don’t give a damn how they feeling |
| I got some niggas gon' run in there poppin' with cutters and kill everything in |
| the building, yeah |
| We on the shit that they not |
| Ayy, Ralo, we might just hit they whole block |
| Gon' crash on 'em with a bunch of Glocks |
| Talking broad day, nigga, fuck the opps (Nigga, fuck 'em) |
| Tell them lil' niggas don’t tempt me |
| My shit is fully, not semi, so boy, don’t you tempt me |
| I will just lose all my memory |
| Jump in that Bentley and ride until that bitch empty |
| Acting street but ain’t street niggas |
| I got no feelings for weak niggas |
| Trigger finger itch around you busters |
| So I don’t even like to greet niggas |
| Blicky and a strap, that’s a cold case, yeah |
| Hitters walk down, hit his whole face, yeah |
| Call big shots like a coach play, yeah |
| And they gon' hit the boy then relocate, yeah |
| They gon' do bodies on bodies |
| They gon' get so damn retarded, accept no apologies |
| I really ride like a Harley |
| It ain’t no warning when I’m out my body, I slide |
| Got no feeling for a fuck nigga, I don’t know how it feel |
| They keep telling me to chill, I don’t know what that is |
| Catch me piped up, got them pipes out everywhere a nigga live |
| Fuck how nigga feel, I’ma tell you how it is |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (What you on?), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah (What you on?) |
| I’m on that bullshit (Yeah), I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit, I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit, I’m on that bullshit, yeah |
| I’m on that bullshit, I’m on that bullshit |