Randall

By Tray Davis

Released on October 30, 2019

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Yea yea

JP killing shit on the daily, yea

You wanna talk about some real shit?

Yea they wanna talk about some real shit

Yea, okay let's talk about some real shit

About some real shit, aye, okay

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar

Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons

Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children

I am not a regular civilian

Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker

Chillin with ya broad, hanging out under covers

All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber

All my talent raw dog, yea yea

We still playing, or are we being serious now

I got people in the Philippines feeling this now

I got women unheard of hitting my cell

But my girl said I need to be home by twelve

Pull up on a green dude up out of the blue

Bearing all of my arms, call me Winnie-the-Pooh

Geeking off of my pill I shimmy across the room

Throw the meat on her grill and buy her some Jimmy Choo oh lord!

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar

Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons

Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children

I am not a regular civilian

Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker

Chillin with ya broad, hanging out under covers

All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber

All my talent raw dog, yea yea

If you don't talk cash, I ain't really listening

Convo drier than what you put damp linen in

Sharper than the shit that you put yo fucking pencil in

Put that red dot up on yo head like an Indian

I ain't got no time to really play with these girls

Ima get in her guts and then get in her purse

When I get to the bag, them niggas get on my nerves

And when they get on my nerves they gotta get in a hearse

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar

Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons

Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children

I am not a regular civilian

Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker

Chillin with ya broad, hanging out under covers

All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber

All my talent raw dog, yea yea

Pussy you can get ya wig pushed back

And if ya bitch looking good she gone get looked at

Don't do the shit that'll get ya ass whacked

Cuz all my guys rolling like a fucking hubcap

Ya bitch on her knees like a fucking Rugrat

Had a lot of idols don't know where they went at

Yea I used to really look up to em

Now all I got to say is good luck to em

Real recognize real, they unfamiliar

Bitch niggas try and blend in like chameleons

Put a bullet in ya wife, kidnap ya children

I am not a regular civilian

Step with the rod like a blind motherfucker

Chilling with ya broad, hanging out under covers

All my talent raw I don't need a fucking rubber

All my talent raw dog, yea yea