Rompin' In ,44 - Edmond Hall

We are so serious about everything Check out this ring I got it from a child Working on a landmine Isn't that crazy Well you can, well you can take my mind You can take my parasite It's been a long way You called it right When the rain came we made a name Broke up the game come to the place Of press and killed the first child Wasn't it us Oh oh oh Well i know what you feel It's no surprise that we're unreal The works done now see if you can Really know what you feel It's no surprise that we're unreal The works been done now see if you can This is what they wrote about me They know me well A pile of words in permanent thoughts From the future Can i turn my back again On stacks of thoughts we call a friend Congratulations you're unreal In the basket of experience The works done now see if you can Really know what you feel It's no surprise that we're unreal The works been done now see if you can

I said I lowkey been ducked off, I'm trying to get away from my bitch And I be counting up them blues, I'm trying to make my pockets sick And why you buy that little rocket, you know you not blowing shit And me and Dre walked in the function, and why this ham up stick Babygirl keep sucking on that dick just don't stop (Aye) you keep saying you love me so just pass that nigga drop We like the janitors, we sliding down they blocks with these mops (Cmon) These hams always talking about that shit they know not too 4oeRacks, Mr. Bandhunta, I'll ship a bow too And please dnd that group chat, we finna' hit the road boo Please do not try to test my gangster I might show you This Roadmoney, we not cousins, I don't know you I got the Taurus G2, and I can stuff it in my pocket And why you fucking on that ham, you know you just lost your profit You know you don't be hitting roads, your broke ass just stay at home And LAP pulled us over, so know we had to stash pole Where I'm from you always got to keep your heart cold Never put your trust in a bitch, cause' they steady hoeing I'm like Tom Brady, I'm sending twelve bullets right straight to your chest Young nigga playing in the field, coach put him to the bench Me and Dev we rolling off the ak, we too faded I'm 4oeRacks and I'm your newest Compton mayor And I don't really do relations just want to fuck, I'm too player This groupie bitch made me mad, I'm finna' save the cooch for later (Aye) Put this woods down I'm finna' save this shit for later And they don't like me cause' a bitch, I swear to god them dudes is haters (Cmon) I'm finna' break my weed down and roll it up, bet it's a facer Deadhomies, put this beam to his head, then I erased him Remember back in middle school, me and Dev was trying to get it Now it's fucking Bandhuntas, Roadmoney we get chicken Dev brought the ak, thats on the gang we finna' sip it I poured a four up in a deuce, it's so delicious Why you always talking about breaking bitches, you're not pimping I needed cash, I upped my stick and then I stripped him Fuck a beam, that's on DayDay I'm John Wick I'm not missing I told this bitch it's boujie dick and I'm a troph, you can't hit it (Aye) I got twelve in the clip so no we're not fighting This ham used her teeth when she gagging, I gave her a F minus (F) He is not what he talk about, he just a typewriter Went to the backseat and broke her back in, she said I'm a chiropractor Why you posted at Neiman's, you know you can't shop here Kick-flipping and flipping whores, call me Tony Hawk You better put that deuce deuce down, you know that's your brother glock It was me, 4oe, and Dre in middle school We was fucking bitches at Knotts (We really was)