RYLO RODRIGUEZ Lyrics

I just post a pic with your bitch music, Rylo

You can tell that bitch a thot the way she drink out bottles

If I catch a case, the glove ain't fit, I'm in that Bronco

Bitch, I'm tryna go to sleep, I got my eyes closed

Walked up in the hall, I heard my name from my five hoes

Is that Bil? Yes, it's me, oh my God, bro

They was on my dick, askin' if I'm making bankrolls

When they hear my music, ain't no radio

I made all these songs up off my phone, ain't no studio

Mama think I'm on the block and posted with the gangers, yeah

Sorry, mama, I know that I'm disrespectful

Let me live my life, I know God got it handled

Had to slow down, moving too fast, I cannot crash, bro

Yeah, that bitch blew my dick like a candle

I was sippin' on a drink, trust this shit ain't Fanta

People sayin', Bil, you is a asshole

I don't like the way you actin', bet, let's get it handled

That girl ass look good in that Fashion Nova

I'm here for you bae, trust that I ain't over

Shit gonna ever go down, bitch, trust I'll hold you

Up and down emotions like a rollercoaster

I remember you had my name on a poster

She said that she love me, but I still don't know you

Yeah, and I'll play a bitch like a PlayStation

I been goin' ghost, goin' vacant

Bitch, I move around, changing location

And trust won't find this on no radio station

They watch the way I move like I'm on probation

Girl, I need a break, girl, I need a vacation

Yes, my heart be ice cold like I'm a glacier

And I don't want none of the small talk, give a fuck about your major

We was surrounded by dead bodies, surrounded by nature

And 2018 was the first time I ever heard rap

Had to hide this shit with my life, cause I knew they would rat

They was tryna end the shit I did before I ever started it

And God's got your plan, why you tryna change it