Lyrics from Rolling Loud Cali 2025 Performance
[Verse]
[?] everything like for the hell of it
Niggas do the most when they irrelevant
Blamin' A$AP when we were never friends
Slap a nigga, then he want a settlement
Talkin' to the cops and givin' evidence
Girls still callin' me for sex and shit
Prayin' on my downfall, my success and shit
That's the disrespectful shit I drain
How come you always pressin' on some peasant shit?
Nigga, I be present, I be flеxin' when it's decimate
[Chorus]
On thе ledge, somethin' on your chest
Told you, "Get it off your head"
She yellin' on her best, baby, "Those is [?]"
Eyes bloody red, messages to your ex
Tell a nigga, "If I want 'em left, you'd be dead"
[Verse]
F to the izza, my neck on blizzard
I don’t do sit-ups, I just fuck shit up
Your bitch like, "Wassup?" My trunk like pick-up
My last trunk bigger, my friends do stick-ups
Now see, I really can't decide how I'ma pick a side
I ain't on Cole, I ain't on Drake, I ain't on Kendrick's side
I choose homicide, they gon' see a different side
I'm from the Harlem side, born inside the [?] side
Step back, money fresh [?]
Cookin' class, young Based God with the chef hat
Baddies in the [?] with your swag, with your [?] mask
Back, niggas want the spot and the chains on my back
[Chorus]
Baby momma fed, get between the ledge
Bring you to the edge of the bed, I'm the best
Eyes bloody red, gorilla to the head
Better then my meds, always keep me on edge
[Verse]
Me and my bae don't let no fuckin' problems come between us
Me and my baby mom ain't let no condoms come between us
We speakin' on [?] Aquafinas
I meditate and exercise and get those [?] figures
Any, don't be rainin', don't be cryin', that's a sign of weakness
You lost it all, now I got it, nigga, finder's keepers
Back, won't settle for no less so that's twice the respect
Niggas want me popped and the chains on my neck
[Chorus]
Baby momma fed, get between the ledge
[?]
Bring you to the edge of the bed, I'm the best
Eyes bloody red, gorilla to the head
Better bring your meds, always keep 'em on the edge
Lay you on the spread, [?] on my head
If your ex nigga want beef, he'll be dead
Eyes bloody red, gorilla to the head
Better bring your meds, it's respect—
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