CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Hold On/Musty Freestyle
(Ron-Ron do that sh*t)
Hold on, let me take my coat off (AceTheFace)
I just got five bands 'cause a n***a got a boat off
I be spendin' hella money, yeah, I'ma show off
Ron-Ron played the beat, so you know I had to go off, go off
Hold on, let me take my coat off
I just got five bands 'cause a n***a got a boat off
I be spendin' hella money, yeah, I'ma show off
Ron-Ron played the beat, so you know I had to go off, go off
b*t*h, I'm 'bout to set it off (Rrah)
Pull the d**k and tell your little shorty neck it off (Neck it off)
Bag it like it's crystal meth, I'm selling epsom salt
Bag of Percocets and bars, it's full of fentanyl
b*t*h, I'm stepping on your neck and I ain't lettin' up (I ain't lettin' up)
It's a lick I might regret, but f**k it, set it up (Lil' b*t*h)
Burn you like a cigarette, boy, you can't hang with us (Bah, bah)
With that crazy sh*t, but I don't do no angel dust (Nah)
f**k the other side to death, them n***as lame as f**k
Hundred n***as in the club, we came in gang as f**k
We them n***as with them ARs in the mosh pit (Rrah)
Ho, this gun came with a stick, don't own a stock clip (Lil' b*t*h)
Your mama told you stay away from me, I'm toxic (b*t*h, I'm toxic)
Still might break in that b*t*h crib just like a locksmith
b*t*h, I'm Rob motherf**kin Vicious (b*t*h, I'm Rob Vicious)
You better pay attention
I don't even want to tote it if it ain't extended
Hold on, let me take my coat off (AceTheFace)
I just got five bands 'cause a n***a got a boat off
I be spendin' hella money, yeah, I'ma show off
Ron-Ron played the beat, so you know I had to go off, go off
Hold on, let me take my coat off
I just got five bands 'cause a n***a got a boat off
I be spendin' hella money, yeah, I'ma show off
Ron-Ron played the beat, so you know I had to go off, go off
b*t*h, I'm 'bout to set it off (Rrah)
Pull the d**k and tell your little shorty neck it off (Neck it off)
Bag it like it's crystal meth, I'm selling epsom salt
Bag of Percocets and bars, it's full of fentanyl
b*t*h, I'm stepping on your neck and I ain't lettin' up (I ain't lettin' up)
It's a lick I might regret, but f**k it, set it up (Lil' b*t*h)
Burn you like a cigarette, boy, you can't hang with us (Bah, bah)
With that crazy sh*t, but I don't do no angel dust (Nah)
f**k the other side to death, them n***as lame as f**k
Hundred n***as in the club, we came in gang as f**k
We them n***as with them ARs in the mosh pit (Rrah)
Ho, this gun came with a stick, don't own a stock clip (Lil' b*t*h)
Your mama told you stay away from me, I'm toxic (b*t*h, I'm toxic)
Still might break in that b*t*h crib just like a locksmith
b*t*h, I'm Rob motherf**kin Vicious (b*t*h, I'm Rob Vicious)
You better pay attention
I don't even want to tote it if it ain't extended
