Ryan García lyrics

by

BabyTron


[Intro: StanWill]
(Saucerich, f*ck n*gga)
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie, this b*tch hard)
Yeah, ayy (313 Mafia)

[Verse 1: StanWill]
Woke up thinking like I'm finna catch a flight today
b*tch thinking we got chemistry, she my science bae
Anything I want, I'ma get, it's a swipe away
I just want the head, not yo coochie, I ain't YN Jay
Nah, really just want the noggin off her
Probably on the phone with a ham, why I'm talking awkward
Shoes big as f*ck so that's probably why I'm walking awkward
Feel like Aang when I'm in my closet, I'm tossing water

[Verse 2: BabyTron]
Would've thought I hit the jackpot, I'm just upping blues
Pick up order, eating Black Rock in the coupe
Real scam rapper, brought the laptop in the booth
Unc' got caught, put the crack rock in his shoe
Woke up confused, why the f*ck is my Spritе purple?
Flew herе, not grew here, lil' b*tch, my Pie turtle
Shooter should've came ACOG but he like thermal
Two straps, buffs pushed up, I feel like Urkle

[Verse 3: TrDee]
n*ggas watching how I'm living like The Truman Show
Even though the b*tch credit seven, she a stupid ho
Only wanted that, what the b*tch come Cupid for?
BBC tee, just a hunnid, it's exclusive though
Turned around and looked and saw my whole team was really up
She gon' shift her head and drive the boat, she do not need a [?]
If you talk behind my—, f*ck
If you talk behind my back, you bet not say what's up
[Verse 4: StanWill]
Feel like Dirty Dan, baby chop got some pinheads
Throw the dog sh*t to my ear, I'm a sh*thead
Zaza? Nah, how it's looking, boy, yo sh*t reg'
She might be alive and all but my old b*tch dead
Off-White on with two hoes, I'm multiplying b*tches
Lil' bro like subtracting opps, he don't like addition
Jammed my own debit card, sh*t, them my swiper senses
f*ck a pig, when I hit the strip, I make flying chickens

[Verse 5: BabyTron]
Stuffed a Backwood, this b*tch hitting like Ryan García
Do the scam dance with my wrist like I'm sliding a Visa
Got the sauce and the cheese like a slice of pizza
Stan came Adidas but for me, it's the Nike season
Bro march around with two sticks like a drum liner
Just know he getting busy if the weapon got some bum fire
Beef with us? Better stay at home like a umpire
If the head weak, Justin Bieber, I'ma one time her

[Verse 6: TrDee]
Baby came home with six 12s, I was really geeked
Did Tyler Herro make the beat 'cause this b*tch really heat
If the money get away, you do not cuff the freak
I put seven on the opp and left that n*gga weak
Police said freeze, I'm looking down like I'm already am
Baby wanna f*ck probably 'cause I'm him
n*gga stabbed my back, same ones I would've give a limb
n*ggas riding waves, I just hope that they know how to swim
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