Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Power Rangers, artist - SHORELINE MAFIA. Album song ShorelineDoThatShit, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Atlantic
Song language: English
Power Rangers |
Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger |
I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |
Did a lot of dirt, I got blood on my fingers |
Soft ass rapper should’ve been a fucking singer |
Niggas ain’t street, these niggas entertainers |
Grown ass men lookin' like the Power Rangers |
Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger |
I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |
Posted in the kitchen with some trappers and some bangers |
Playin' with my bro man he gon' hit you with the banger |
Bitch we shoot to kill, you want a war then get your aim up |
Bitch I’m on that vicious shit, my niggas on the same stuff |
Niggas being bitches, well that ain’t the way I came up |
Dissing in the mentions 'cause you tryna get your name up |
Niggas out of pocket, got a rocket for you lame fucks |
Fuck these pussy niggas, roll my weed and pour this drank up |
Call my lil homie, he gon' knock your head off |
Pull up talkin' shit, but like a ho you sped off |
Fuck with the squad, lil bitch it’s man down |
And everybody’s shooters in the room, that’s hands down |
They ain’t fuck with me before but them bitches fans now |
Lil ho you better suck it when I pull my pants down |
Pop out with the rocket, 'til it click I keep popping |
Vicious to the death, you know how Lil Robby rockin' |
Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger |
I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |
Did a lot of dirt, I got blood on my fingers |
Soft ass rapper should’ve been a fucking singer |
Niggas ain’t street, these niggas entertainers |
Grown ass men lookin' like the Power Rangers |
Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger |
I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |
I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |
Beatin' down your block with them sticks, you stuck in danger |
Real right with cookie to the face, I’m searching stains up |
Niggas capping every day and claiming so I aim up |
Paint 'em up, then I call up Franky when the drank is up |
I thank you bruh |
Fuck with you the long way, let’s roll this stanky up |
Janky bruh, who? |
on my mama you niggas janky bruh |
You stanky bruh, he think he the shit, he Mr. Hanky bruh |
I used to do whatever, do whatever for the dough |
And now I got bitches who love to do whatever for some dough |
My nigga Ohgeesy, he move in any weather with the coke |
My niggas don’t sleep, we put the shit together and it’s on |
And it’s on |
Now we leave the trap 'cause the work gone |
Hit the spot, I tell that lil bitch get her twerk on, woah |
Hella bands, that’s all I’m about, look this my third phone |
Hear a brrt in the back, bitch that’s the work phone |
Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger |
I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |
Did a lot of dirt, I got blood on my fingers |
Soft ass rapper should’ve been a fucking singer |
Niggas ain’t street, these niggas entertainers |
Grown ass men lookin' like the Power Rangers |
Actin' like a hitter, you gon' put yourself in danger |
I don’t know you niggas, y’all some motherfuckin' strangers |