Ramona! lyrics

[Verse 1: XTR4angelz4me]
Yea, I'm the superstar man
I got the gun, pass it on fam
Out and on a limb
Gotta reach the end fore' it gets grim
It's deadly, I'm not ready
Ramona, come save me
I don't wanna strike first
If I don't, buried in the dirt
Yea, I'm not innocent
Plumtree CD in the net
7 evils keeping me from bed
Got me f*cked up like the demonhead
Go and pull me out from practice
In public, all goes batsh*t
You treat me like I'm something
Yet I just feel like nothing

[Verse 2: oakie]
b*tch I'm back, back, and she got a ass, imma smack that
If I got a beat then I lap that, said I'm trash AF, but I doubt that
Gotta gеt some racks in this backpack, said I'm over that but I'm still mad
If you want a feat, plеase don't send no ass, or you gettin' blocked, going out sad
The beat just dropped and I smashed that, smoking gas, gas, smell like ass crack
Imma call up twin if I need him whacked, 'cause he talkin' smack, we gon' handle that
I'm the f*cking sh*t and she know that, and she into me, guess she like scat
She gon' suck di*k cuz she like that, imma bend her over and demolish that
Aye, Designer (on) my waist and my di*k
I just saw your face and realize I ain't miss
I hop on a beat and realize I can't miss
Pretty emo chick, askin' for a kiss
Get him hit with fists, I don't do no sticks
Optimistic and autistic
Acting like a b*tch, imma handle it
Please don't pass the vape, I don't do no nic
But pass me that gas, ooh, that sh*t hit
Yeah, this rap sh*t
I could never quit
If you want that beat
You can send a tip
Sayin' that I'm lit
Appreciate it
Sayin' I'm not it
You should slit your wrists
You should kill yourself, drive into a ditch
If you think that's frank I don't give a sh*t
My name is Oakie and I am that b*tch