Range Lyrics

Huh, yeah (Bow)

Okay, yeah (Bow)

Yeah, let's get it-let's go (Bow)

Big Kiz, okay (Bow)

How you say this then do that?

Niggas be telling them lies, they not facts

Slime your brother for a rat

Yeah we love the cheese but we don't do that, huh

Know lil Kizzy love the racks, you feel me

Love to keep that shit a stack

That's your hoe? Well get her off me

Beat it once, she won't go back

Huh, like why these people never change

Done rocking them Vivi chains

Shit get real, it's not a game

I just took a flight off this strain

Want the money not the fame

That's your honey that's a shame

Can't say Kiz the one to blame, no

You was shooting out your range

How I get high like-

Yeah like how I get high like, yeah

Niggas want to get higher than me

That's impossible nigga, the fuck

Had to level up, had to get that big 'ole bag (That big ass bag bitch)

Had to stack up now the wallet can't fit no cash (That shit too fat, yeah)

Get the racks up now these hoes won't get off my ass

Huh-yeah

I might give out to them but you know I keep me a stash

Had to get all my shit back, yeah

Quick, huh, fast hoe

Ain't chasing these hoes, ain't no laps

Huh, bitch you a dumb hoe

Green thumb, love to thumb, hoe

Chop attach it with the drum, hoe

Can't be fucking with these drunk hoes

Their snakey movements, yeah they slime hoes

Fuck that nigga, he'll get slimed out

Pockets dry, yeah they in drought

Nigga ankle fat, shit look like gout

But it ain't that he just can't leave the house

Smoke that good pack, nigga knocked on the coach

And this real za, yeah lil Kiz he could vouch

Can't fuck her, she gave that cat to a mouse

That's why she ain't seeing me back at her house

How you say this then do that?

Niggas be telling them lies, they not facts

Slime your brother for a rat

Yeah we love the cheese but we don't do that, huh

Know lil Kizzy love the racks, you feel me

Love to keep that shit a stack

That's your hoe? Well get her off me

Beat it once, she-