Ro Ransom – Heroin Syringes (Hidden Freestyle 2) lyrics

[Bridge - Ro Ransom]
Who done pulled up?
Who done finessed on your bitch that was us
It's tints on the truck
These hoes call my phone man they can’t get enough
I won’t tell a lie
I’m on every street on the upper west side
Them boys down to ride
Niggas hate that shit makes me feel so alive

[Verse - Ro Ransom]
This shit sound S-Rank nigga thats my click now
If the lofts fucked up we probably tore that shit down
I ain't in ya top 10 motherfuck your list now
I'ma either be the shit or who they talking shit bout
Bad chicks by the boatload, ass thick and she cocoa
She a sad bitch but thats dope tho cause I’m batshit nigga loco
Dropped classics and went ghost tho but I’m back up like a yoyo
Better back up or i’ll back up like a Mack truck through a Volvo
Old head I will poke your smut daughter
Cause the boy flow nasty like coconut water
Then I’ll put a fucking laser to her hopeless smhuck father
Y’all thought I was gone before but now I’m going much farther
Vroom, me Rob and Zay, boy thats the family trifecta
I need a grown woman who resembles Angie Tribeca
I need my last seven checks combined n amplified extra
Because these other niggas good but goddamn it I’m better
I need my wrist frozen, crib by the ocean
My shoes so hot I’m in here tip toeing
That's Rick Owens
I swear to God I got your bitch open, she dick choking
She think I’ll wife it whats this bitch smoking, the shits potent
(and I ain't done)
Need new chicks peruvian, blue whips cerulean
You trip? and we gon' see, who click is hooligans
Filippelli, way of life, not a pseudonym
Motherfucker I ignite like a hookah stem
I am crack in the flesh (yes), I’m the actual best (yes)
King of Pop since they laid Michael Jackson to rest (yes)
All I do: finesse and swag and swag and finesse
Adventure bitch I’m exploring back of your dress
Used to get bullied for my braces man my shoes squeaked
Writing haters names down running out of looseleaf
Felt like no one knew me, the cool kids looked through me
And now they girls sugar walls is how keep my tooth sweet
Numb like a heroin syringe in my limb
Tell the girls doing yoga at the gym, I am him
I will not leave my city you won’t do me like Lin
More specifically Jeremy, cause Kagney’s always there for me
Put me with the best, no separation
I go hard, period, no explanation
Bitch I’m floating on the beat this is levitation
My girl wristwear retarded thats a special bracelet
Your girl outfit is Pac Sun, extra basic
I need a bitch who like incense and meditation
Ro Ransom is the Future two exclamations
And on God I’m on guard, like a second baseman
I’ll en guard, avant garde, no expiration
Cause I evolve, fuck a blog and a elder statesman
I started from the bottom, you never left the basement
I’m so fire i just might be the devils favorite
Yet flow water I just came out the lake
Y’all was playing too safe, we was laying in wait
Need them labels to pay, out at Drake vs. Wayne
Like this could be us, cause we up fucker the city need us
I do it big like E Langston
For a fee I can freeze frame him
For the cheese I will cheese grate him
For the cream I will cremate him
Its in my genes I can Jean Grey him
Every freestyle is freebasing
She want the D, I got the e-m-o-n-s- and the t-ration
I decree that my creations
Are the hottest here in the nation
And the continent, and the earth at large
Why the fuck do you think they searching mars
Yakuza fan club sign up its worth the charge
Putting life in every line I’m giving birth to bars

[Bridge 2 - Ro Ransom]
I wanna know can you save me girl
I think I’m drowning
In my mind, I see these heroin syringes
I’m gone

[Bridge - Ro Ransom]
Who done pulled up?
Who done finessed on your bitch that was us
It's tints on the truck
These hoes call my phone man they can’t get enough
I won’t tell a lie
I’m on every street on the upper west side
Them boys down to ride
Niggas hate that shit makes me feel so alive