RDE Diff - GHG

〈chorus: rde diff〉
Get him gone (bop bop bop bop bop bop)
We did him wrong (ball, drop kick, boom)
Yeah, ooh we kicked him far (oh shit, god damn)
I think he was just at the bar
Cmon now, yeah he think he spitting bars
Cmon now, let’s go shoot at the park
Nah i said let’s do it tomorrow
That weed gun is what his shooters borrow
His shooters don’t shoot because they show sorrow
Swing my hair back like a rockstar (like a rockstar)
Fuck 12, i ain’t talking about a cop car (about a cop car)

〈verse 1: rde luhh monsta〉
How the fuck he come up missing? like a pack we get it gone
Smoke his ass up in this blunt, this ain’t no loud, we call it strong
He got hit just like a baseball, ripped just like a bong
Swear my list for songs from luhh monsta, on my phone getting long
Smoking on this gas, i feel like i’m in space
I won’t talk behind your back, i’d rather spit up in your face
I ain’t smoking no street weed, no chances being laced
Cause that’s my life up on the line, you play with that i’ll catch a case

〈chorus: rde diff〉
Get him gone (bop bop bop bop bop bop)
We did him wrong (ball, drop kick, boom)
Yeah, ooh we kicked him far (oh shit, god damn)
I think he was just at the bar
Cmon now, yeah he think he spitting bars
Cmon now, let’s go shoot at the park
Nah i said let’s do it tomorrow
That weed gun is what his shooters borrow
His shooters don’t shoot because they show sorrow
Swing my hair back like a rockstar (like a rockstar)
Fuck 12, i ain’t talking about a cop car (about a cop car)

〈verse 2: rde diff〉
I got my beanie on, i still feel like a tweaker
When i come to your city, you know i am the speaker
Back in 6th grade i was tryna fuck up on the teacher
Pulled up, cut the headlights off, i think that was the reaper
How you say you standing on business but you really just a benchwarmer?
How you say you fucking bitches but you can’t even make the bitch horny
Bitch sit down, hoe get down
Hoe get out, about to be lost and found

〈chorus: rde diff〉
Get him gone (bop bop bop bop bop bop)
We did him wrong (ball, drop kick, boom)
Yeah, ooh we kicked him far (oh shit, god damn)
I think he was just at the bar
Cmon now, yeah he think he spitting bars
Cmon now, let’s go shoot at the park
Nah i said let’s do it tomorrow
That weed gun is what his shooters borrow
His shooters don’t shoot because they show sorrow
Swing my hair back like a rockstar (like a rockstar)
Fuck 12, i ain’t talking about a cop car (about a cop car)