NOTRE DAME sh*t! lyrics

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Anger, anger
I'ma go and pop at a stranger
Stranger, stranger
Jesus, baby, yeah, I'm stuck up in the manger
Manger, manger
Everyday I run away from the rangers
Rangers, rangers
That ho kinda fit, I might fly her to Topanga

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
I just poured some lean in my cup (Cup, cup, cup)
Everyday I'm trippin' off some drugs (Drugs, drugs, drugs)
R.J. is the motherf*ckin' G.O.A.T. (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We pull up with a .9 in which we tote (Tote)
Yeah, b*tch, we tote

[Verse 1: RJLDiablo]
C-C-Call me and we aimin' for your throat
I-I done took my b*tch to my boat
Mixed some lean in with my lemonade float
I listеn to some Trippie then I float
L-L-Look all thе songs that I done wrote
I don't even use a metronome, the G.O.A.T.
R.J. be defeatin' all his foes
TikTok had my cousins hittin' woah's (Woah)
Can't wait for the day when I blow up
I just poured a cup of lean, yeah, a whole cup
I'm addicted to codeine on the lower
I'm addicted to codeine on the lower
Oh, your sister? Oh, yeah, she's a blower
Oh, your sister? Oh yeah, she's a blower
After she sucks it too much she gon' throw up (Yeah)
[Pre-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Talk all you want, don't give a sh*t
I put my heart and soul into the kick
I'm drooling, f*ck the Morty, I'm the Rick
Am I the G.O.A.T.? That's a tick—just a bit (Ayy)

[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Anger, anger
I'ma go and pop at a stranger
Stranger, stranger
Jesus, baby, yeah, I'm stuck up in the manger
Manger, manger
Everyday I run away from the rangers
Rangers, rangers
That ho kinda fit, I might fly her to Topanga

[Bridge: RJLDiablo & SeaOhDeeWhy]
P-P-pus*y boy, you pus*y, yeah, boy, stay there
Sell off your sh*t like Wayfair
Beat up her pus*y like Mayweath'
We don't rock with 'em, we poppin' at the gays, yeah (Yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2: SeaOhDeeWhy]

[Pre-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Talk all you want, don't give a sh*t
I put my heart and soul into the kick
I'm drooling, f*ck the Morty, I'm the Rick
Am I the G.O.A.T.? That's a tick—just a bit (Ayy)
[Chorus: RJLDiablo]
Anger, anger
I'ma go and pop at a stranger
Stranger, stranger
Jesus, baby, yeah, I'm stuck up in the manger
Manger, manger
Everyday I run away from the rangers
Rangers, rangers
That ho kinda fit, I might fly her to Topanga

[Post-Chorus: RJLDiablo]
I just poured some lean in my cup (Cup, cup, cup)
Everyday I'm trippin' off some drugs (Drugs, drugs, drugs)
R.J. is the motherf*ckin' G.O.A.T. (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
We pull up with a .9 in which we tote (Tote)
Yeah, b*tch, we tote