Range ! (Dont Look At Me) lyrics
by EBK Jaaybo
[Intro: EBK JaayBo]
b*tch, you could quit it with all that attitude too
Lil mad ass b*tch
Aye
Aye, aye
[Chorus: EBK JaayBo]
b*tch, please don't look at me
I'm gon' slap the b*tch up if she look happy
Don't hesitate to bust that pistol if it's really that
They said he posted on what? We finna double back, aye
I ain't shooting at no parked cars
I could turn a square b*tch to a pornstar
I'm a bad dude
b*tch, you could quit it with that attitude, aye
[Verse 1: BlackHeartedBenz]
I told that b*tch to watch her attitude, I'm a bad dude
Crack your head like it's a cashew, n*gga
Yeah, cash rules
And I got n*ggas who really'll get out there and do you for that cash, fool, look
Don't be no fool, don't be no dummy
I can't f*ck with n*ggas, boy, these n*ggas [?], look
If I send him he gon' wrap him like a mummy
f*ck what n*ggas out here talking, we send shots all at his tummy
I told that b*tch watch her attitude
Nah, watch your motherf*cking mouth
I got goons, you say something disrespectful, we in our house, look
It's a candle, if it's lit we putting it out, look
n*ggas don't want smoke, we ain't no joke boys
She ain't f*cking with no broke boys
If it's time to go to war them things gon' make noise
I told that b*tch she ain't really got no options, she ain't got a choice
[Chorus: EBK JaayBo]
b*tch, please don't look at me
I'm gon' slap the b*tch up if she look happy
Don't hesitate to bust that pistol if it's really that
They said he posted on what? We finna double back, aye
I ain't shooting at no parked cars
I could turn a square b*tch to a pornstar
I'm a bad dude
b*tch, you could quit it with that attitude, aye
[Verse 2: EBK BuuKuuh]
Huh? Why these n*ggas bluffing?
n*ggas said they sliding, they ain't hit nothing
n*gga, [?]
All my n*ggas some dragons, yeah, we spit fire
Aye, I ain't hiding, boy
Catch me in the Valley with a big toy (Crow Valley, n*gga)
n*gga, it's not no gleeko
Knock, knock, put the chop out the peephole, n*gga
Name a skit y'all n*ggas did
I'm the real mob, you n*ggas just a b*tch
If you see me out South just know I got my blick
n*gga, yeah, I got that stick, aye
[Chorus: EBK JaayBo]
b*tch, please don't look at me
I'm gon' slap the b*tch up if she look happy
Don't hesitate to bust that pistol if it's really that
They said he posted on what? We finna double back, aye
I ain't shooting at no parked cars
I could turn a square b*tch to a pornstar
I'm a bad dude
b*tch, you could quit it with that attitude, aye
[Verse 3: SSRichh33]
I fell in love with [?], baby 9s, I like 40s too
Catch a opp n*gga in traffic, I'm gon' do the move
Aye, n*gga, bend this block, my n*ggas tryna hoop
If this b*tch ain't got no cho, she finna get the boot
No cap, where his load? It's on [?]
These n*ggas out here telling and you with 'em, what you call that?
b*tch, you a mall rat but let me mind my business
Young n*gga had to watch my pops cook up in the kitchen
Ain't get a dollar out that b*tch and you claim you pimping
Let him drive his load through here, cuddie, we gon' flip it
Ain't get a dollar out that b*tch and you claim you pimping
Let him drive his load through here, cuddie, we gon' flip it
[Chorus: EBK JaayBo]
b*tch, please don't look at me
I'm gon' slap the b*tch up if she look happy
Don't hesitate to bust that pistol if it's really that
They said he posted on what? We finna double back, aye
I ain't shooting at no parked cars
I could turn a square b*tch to a pornstar
I'm a bad dude
b*tch, you could quit it with that attitude, aye
[Verse 4: EBK Osama]
If this b*tch crack a smile I'ma ruin the mood
Shoutout 22, b*tch, run them blues or I'm pulling the move
If this n*gga even bat a eye then he making the news, aye
n*ggas know it's cold [?], they been giving them blues
They said Marley a real dog
My hands get p*ssed on, I drop di*k when I'm p*ssed off
Aye, n*gga, don't get me ticked off
Bro dropped the fully 40, I can't turn the switch off
Aye, all my n*ggas in the field like it's kickoff
Aye, all my n*ggas really hoop, this ain't no tipoff
Aye, n*gga, I just had to drop—aye
n*ggas working with the cop, they dropping tips off
n*gga, aye, and I'll let this—ain't no crisscross
n*gga, aye, up this 40 on your—and knock your sh*t off
[Chorus: EBK JaayBo]
b*tch, please don't look at me
I'm gon' slap the b*tch up if she look happy
Don't hesitate to bust that pistol if it's really that
They said he posted on what? We finna double back, aye
I ain't shooting at no parked cars
I could turn a square b*tch to a pornstar
I'm a bad dude
b*tch, you could quit it with that attitude, aye