Randy Orton lyrics

[Intro]
AIMONMYNECK made it
Glizock (Yeah)

[Chorus]
What's happenin'? (Huh?)
I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Yeah)
I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (Yeah)
I be poppin' my sh*t, they can't stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet
Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Phew)
I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I'm slammin' these b*tches like Randy Orton

[Verse 1]
I hit from the back, tryna damage (Yeah)
I hit from the back, tryna damage somethin'
These b*tches know that I ain't playin' around
These n*ggas know that I ain't layin' up (Layin' up, uh-uh, the f*ck?)
Laid up for what? (Yeah)
Ayy, come to the trap, get a bang for your buck
Ayy, I do my thing, I show up when it's clutch
Yeah, money comin' in, and it come in a rush
You ain't talkin' 'bout money, like Granny say, "Hush"
I just hopped out my coupe and went hopped in her guts
Since I jumped out my mama, been f*ckin' sh*t up (Ayy, yeah)
I thought that I told you before, I'm the one
I'm the one, turn a two to a four to a— uh (Uh, uh)
I just might name my lil' boy Shawn
'Cause I shine hard as the motherf*ckin' sun (Bling)
f*cked around, spent like six figures on guns
I'm tryna whack me an opp every month (Ayy)
I'm tryna whack me an opp every month (Opp every month, yeah)
[Chorus]
What's happenin'? (Huh?)
I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Yeah)
I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (Yeah)
I be poppin' my sh*t, they can't stand it (Yeah)
All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet)
Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Phew)
I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy (Yeah)
I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I'm slammin' these b*tches like Randy Orton
What's happenin'? (Yeah)
I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Let's go)
I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (f*ck)
I be poppin' my sh*t, they can't stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet)
Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt)
I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I'm slammin' these b*tches like Randy Orton

[Verse 2]
I'm goin' in, got the ball in my court (Ball)
Rest in peace Dolph, yeah, he gave me the torch (Uh)
When I count money, that sh*t bring me joy
Yeah, I made a bank, tryna make me some more
Yeah, I be laid back, 'cause these n*ggas decoys (Uh)
Yeah, one other reason, can't f*ck with these boys (Ayy)
I'm givin' dead man like I work at the morgue (Like I work at the morgue)
Ayy, tryna play innocent, know she a whore (Ho)
Glizock the n*gga, the one they adore
I'm all in Atlanta with trappers and scammers
I f*ck half the b*tches that work in the lower (Yeah)
Killin' these n*ggas, this sh*t gettin' borin'
Not from Detroit, but this sh*t on the— (What?)
Not from Detroit, but it stack to the ceilin' (Yeah)
Talkin' 'bout money, you got my attention
[Chorus]
Let's get it (Yeah)
I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Let's go)
I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (Woah)
I be poppin' my sh*t, they can't stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet (Fire)
Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Caddy)
I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Randy)
I'm slammin' these b*tches like Randy Orton
What's happenin'?
I'ma go get a bag, automatic
I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie
I be poppin' my sh*t, they can't stand it
All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet)
Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah
I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy
I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh)
I'm slammin' these b*tches like Randy Orton (Randy Orton)

[Outro]
Glizock