Rnr (prod. Skufl) Lyrics - Singles - Will Brennan

Verse 1 

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 cant 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 

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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 

Verse 2 

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 

Chorus 

Verse 3 

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, cant 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) 

Chorus