Heroin Syringes Lyrics - Singles - Ro Ransom

[Bridge - Ro Ransom] 

Who done pulled up? 

Who done finessed on your bitch that was us 

It's tints on the truck 

These hoes call my phone man they can't get enough 

I won't tell a lie 

I'm on every street on the upper west side 

Them boys down to ride 

Niggas hate that shit makes me feel so alive 

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[Verse - Ro Ransom 

This shit sound S-Rank nigga thats my click now 

If the lofts fucked up we probably tore that shit down 

I ain't in ya top 10 motherfuck your list now 

I'ma either be the shit or who they talking shit bout 

Bad chicks by the boatload, ass thick and she cocoa 

She a sad bitch but thats dope tho cause I'm batshit nigga loco 

Dropped classics and went ghost tho but I'm back up like a yoyo 

Better back up or i'll back up like a Mack truck through a Volvo 

Old head I will poke your smut daughter 

Cause the boy flow nasty like coconut water 

Then I'll put a fucking laser to her hopeless smhuck father 

Y'all thought I was gone before but now I'm going much farther 

Vroom, me Rob and Zay, boy thats the family trifecta 

I need a grown woman who resembles Angie Tribeca 

I need my last seven checks combined n amplified extra 

Because these other niggas good but goddamn it I'm better 

I need my wrist frozen, crib by the ocean 

My shoes so hot I'm in here tip toeing 

That's Rick Owens 

I swear to God I got your bitch open, she dick choking 

She think I'll wife it whats this bitch smoking, the shits potent 

(and I ain't done) 

Need new chicks peruvian, blue whips cerulean 

You trip? and we gon' see, who click is hooligans 

Filippelli, way of life, not a pseudonym 

Motherfucker I ignite like a hookah stem 

I am crack in the flesh (yes), I'm the actual best (yes) 

King of Pop since they laid Michael Jackson to rest (yes) 

All I do: finesse and swag and swag and finesse 

Adventure bitch I'm exploring back of your dress 

Used to get bullied for my braces man my shoes squeaked 

Writing haters names down running out of looseleaf 

Felt like no one knew me, the cool kids looked through me 

And now they girls sugar walls is how keep my tooth sweet 

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Numb like a heroin syringe in my limb 

Tell the girls doing yoga at the gym, I am him 

I will not leave my city you won't do me like Lin 

More specifically Jeremy, cause Kagney's always there for me 

Put me with the best, no separation 

I go hard, period, no explanation 

Bitch I'm floating on the beat this is levitation 

My girl wristwear retarded thats a special bracelet 

Your girl outfit is Pac Sun, extra basic 

I need a bitch who like incense and meditation 

Ro Ransom is the Future two exclamations 

And on God I'm on guard, like a second baseman 

I'll en guard, avant garde, no expiration 

Cause I evolve, fuck a blog and a elder statesman 

I started from the bottom, you never left the basement 

I'm so fire i just might be the devils favorite 

Yet flow water I just came out the lake 

Y'all was playing too safe, we was laying in wait 

Need them labels to pay, out at Drake vs. Wayne 

Like this could be us, cause we up fucker the city need us 

I do it big like E Langston 

For a fee I can freeze frame him 

For the cheese I will cheese grate him 

For the cream I will cremate him 

Its in my genes I can Jean Grey him 

Every freestyle is freebasing 

She want the D, I got the e-m-o-n-s- and the t-ration 

I decree that my creations 

Are the hottest here in the nation 

And the continent, and the earth at large 

Why the fuck do you think they searching mars 

Yakuza fan club sign up its worth the charge 

Putting life in every line I'm giving birth to bars 

[Bridge 2 - Ro Ransom] 

I wanna know can you save me girl 

I think I'm drowning 

In my mind, I see these heroin syringes 

I'm gone 

[Bridge - Ro Ransom] 

Who done pulled up? 

Who done finessed on your bitch that was us 

It's tints on the truck 

These hoes call my phone man they can't get enough 

I won't tell a lie 

I'm on every street on the upper west side 

Them boys down to ride 

Niggas hate that shit makes me feel so alive