Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song RNR, artist - Will Brennan
Date of issue: 09.09.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
RNR |
Florida whip got the Cali Smell, Riding out in this fast lane/ |
Car old as my momma is, Liquor old as my last name/ |
I’m on 95 headed down south, gotta bad lil Miami thang/ |
No attitude just good sex, good weed, call me 2 strains/ |
Let her hold it down. |
My homie taught me always remember these 2 things/ don’t |
love the hoes, if you find a good one dont fuck it up with no stupid games/ I |
respect the code, forgive the haters, pray God bless all the loser lames/ If we |
never get to see a million dollars, let me keep smoking this stupid flame |
Wayward Minds, how real is that, DT told me you got it dawg/ |
He the point guard, throw the ill assist, and I’m so raw they can’t stop me |
dawg/ Gitt turned up, got me poppin off, glass half full, let’s top it off/ |
Pure Molly hit, no footprint, no cuts made, just a chopped cost |
And I’m on it (on it on it on it on it) So good, So high/ Another gram rolled a |
lil half dose a lil orange juice, let me clear my throat/ for all of the niggas |
that dont know who the best is bitch, the message is, you better get down and |
respect this shit/ watch while we cash these checks in bitch |
Ridin, Rollin |
Man this shit so potent |
Hundred Miles an hour, think I’m moving in slow motion |
We be Ridin Rollin |
And my bitch be smokin |
Cruising A1A, she wanna fuck me by the Ocean |
I gotta couple homies, they my only friends |
We be riding out, gotta get it in |
Plays never wait, life never waits |
Big league, feeling like a light heavyweight |
New player in this old game |
Flow feel like a lit match in a big ass tank of propane |
Prolly why I’m taking off, so fast in this slow lane |
Watching while ya’ll stall out, all that work for no gain |
Uh uh, that’s so lame. |
No time for you losers |
Wanna know who’s dick is bigger bitch, go and get the ruler |
Wanna know who’s dick is better ask yo girl and she might clue ya |
Met niggas that was richer never seen nobody cooler |
Cooler… but that’s why we get hoes, you never seen before |
Everywhere we go |
And you be trickin on the ones that everybody knows nigga |
You be trickin on the ones that everybody knows |
Go hard, stay hungry. |
Do work, Get money |
No stress, no pressure. |
My time, its coming |
They mad? |
Say fuck em. |
I laugh, it’s funny |
My team, they ballin. |
Yo team, do nothing |
It’s simple, its easy. |
Just quit, man trust me |
Cuz if we gotta go head up, it’s going to get ugly |
You sleepy, you tired, you garbage, can’t touch me |
She gorgeous, I’m on it, I like her, she lucky |
We perfect, we coastin, 28 grams of the (police siren) |
Never shake hands with the (police siren) |
Have a safe plan for the (police siren) |
When we ride, I keep it stuffed inside of a safe can for the (police siren) |
When we ride, I keep it stuffed inside of a safe can for the (police siren) |