Testo Battle Royale - Young Ross
Testo della canzone Battle Royale (Young Ross), tratta dall'album Battle Royale
Flights back to back u niggas need to travel
Go Against the grain get used to seeing gravel
No commitment w my eyes u couldn't be the Apple
Before rap clubs still sent me to the back door
I got a new bitch w me yea I had to leave my last hoe
Even if we up 50 I'm still gone pass though
Expensive taste I got to stop going to eat a maestros
Fuck her off a perc yea I'm tryna snatch a soul nigga
In public we actin like strangers buts she know was sup
This shit bleeding in the car w these red guts
The bread coming in nigga And we gone keep the crust
No fades but we leave the crime scene taped up
The City a jungle came out that bitch baped up
Might as well get paid from Fuckin if u gone chase nuts
Don't come to where I'm at with your chain untucked
You niggas all cap u should've worked at Pizza Hut
You a would've could've should've I just do it
Red bottoms cause I stomped them they wasn't Christian
All y'all niggas hang w snakes y'all need to fix it
I shoot my shot at any bitch they don't let me miss it
U can gone head and keep her we just cordial
I got bitches flying in like battle royales
Niggas out here starting waves don't be the foil
Please try me if u want to live in soil
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Writer(s): Ross Stribling
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