Ransom Notes song by BBG Baby Joe from Primary Album Boo-mode-4-0. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on January 24, 2019.
Ransom Notes Meaning
| [[Intro] Drum Dummie [Verse 1] Everybody load up, man, this a junkie runner I gave that nigga five rocks, yeah, everybody enter Pull up at the corner store, go get a thermal too Gotta hide my tats, I bet nobody said we did it, dude Fuck on his sister, laugh about it, she don’t even know Smoke a joker, park the car right by the corner store We full of sticks too, we loaded in this bitch Back to the top, we in the Heights tryna blam a bitch Pull up on him at the red light and lift his soul with this I bet I be that demon child them dudes be talking ’bout and shit Shells hopping out the bottom, note the crime scenes and shit Bet I bat the fuck out a nigga just like I do a bitch Go with your move and you’ll get famous, he know how it go That badass signature, yeah that go baby blow Bust his ass, go get that bag, since you already know Go hit the show, we turnt up there like fuck a nigga, though [Chorus] Turn this bitch into a purge, shit, what you mean by that? Shit, my youngin got your children, you better hit me back Shit, I want fifty flat, oh he ain’t having that? (What?) Ain’t goin’ down, cut him open, we ain’t playing that Grab the bitch when she leave work (Come here), like, “Where your man at?” I heard your baby daddy had them bricks, shit, we ain’t playing that Better hit him up, oh, he don’t talk? Shit, we ain’t havin’ that (For real?) Cut her middle finger off, it’s fuck you, she ain’t comin’ back , [Verse 2] Ransom notes, don’t play ’bout that, man I need all that The only thing I’m asking you is, “Tell me where your man at” I heard he had them brick, that nigga, he the shit Them instagram posts, he flexing bags, send me that shit Or we gon’ bust him up Shoot your children, do you love ’em, bruh? ‘Cause I need all my money and you steady playin’, your time is up Send pistols, don’t give a fuck, tell 12 I’ll zip ’em up Man, he give me my money, have his peep, and we can get the fuck I been the man, I handle business if M’s aren’t adding up Like, “Bae, you got the money?” “Daddy got it, please come save us” But now he looking stupid, profit money, bag ain’t adding up On the way to get it, jack the plug, but he ain’t giving up So he bring his lil’ stick and got a cutter, now he loadin’ up Meaning he gon’ live or he gon’ die just for his family trust And he gon’ go out with a bang but he know he don’t give a fuck Now this a prime example how you make a purge stuck [Chorus] Turn this bitch into a purge, shit, what you mean by that? Shit, my youngin got your children, you better hit me back Shit, I want fifty flat, oh he ain’t having that? (What?) Ain’t goin’ down, cut him open, we ain’t playing that Grab the bitch when she leave work (Come here), like, “Where your man at?” I heard your baby daddy had them bricks, shit, we ain’t playing that Better hit him up, oh, he don’t talk? Shit, we ain’t havin’ that (For real?) Cut her middle finger off, it’s fuck you, she ain’t comin’ back] |
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FAQ
- Who produced the lyrics for Ransom Notes?
This lirics prodiucer by Shamu The Panda & Drum Dummie.
- Who wrote the song Ransom Notes
Ransom Notes song lyrics is written by Shamu The Panda, Drum Dummie & BBG Baby Joe
