SquarePants ft. Ron Da Rula Lyrics

So tragic to his fucking mans

Up blicky then I show the killer stance

I ain't squashing no beef, I ain't trying to make amends

Put holes in a nigga, turned em into SquarePants

Tried to up the nine milli, so bitch, I have to fap

Opps is saying shit is on sight, I put belt to ass

Fuck around and fount out, now you in a body bag

Seen a bad bitch with the ass, so I have to have

Spin back, yeah, fuckin' spin again

Move back, chop gon' knock you in the wind

Move wrong, I'ma fuckin' sin again

Choppa knock him in the head, I'ma fucking kill his friend

They be scared of Lil Rick, cause I'm getting in they heads

Sold his ass fake pills, he geeking off the meds

I don't say names, but we smoking on they deads

Pop out at the function, seen the opps, they all fled

Alright, shoot the nigga in his leg

Shoot the nigga in his head

He don't need to wear a vest, bitch

Cause I'm not aiming for the motherfucking chest, bitch

Yop, I said I'm shooting for what's left, bitch

Shooting at the head and fucking neck, bitch

Like a boss battle, asking for who next, bitch

Ron Finessa, nigga, comin for them checks, bitch

Rick Finessa finna have to take his main, bitch

Then I'm in the Maro, cutting up I have to lane switch

Coppin' hella Ps and flippin' purp, that be my main shit

I got binary switches, but I also got the gang shit

Hate a bad bitch that's always on that dumb shit

The type to go up in your wallet, always trying to take shit

So it's fuck the hoes, I don't need them, tryna make it

Yeah my whole gang real, fuck the opps, we never fake shit

Try to match the gang, but bitch, we don't match with poops

Brodie wanna catch his first body, I'mma pass the hoop

Get my Scooby-Doo on your ass, I don't have to shoot

Bitch, I got a big-ass dog, I don't need my goons

So tragic to his fucking mans

Up blicky then I show the killer stance

I ain't squashing no beef, I ain't trying to make amends

Put holes in a nigga, turned em into SquarePants