Mr. RO x J Money x Mr. Wallahi – REPTILIAN

REPTILIAN – Mr. RO x J Money x Mr. Wallahi Lyrics Letra:
Chorus: Mr. R.O
No we ain’t a replica
That’s my slime that’s my reptilian
And baby I rather blend in
Something like a chameleon
I ain’t your regular degular
Ain’t your ordinary civilian
Steppers know real steppers
Real know real recognition

Verse 1: Mr. R.O
Only hittas up in my section
? yellow tape sections
And that’s my blooda, that’s my bredrin
Anything for my menace
I love you like my mother’s children
For you I’ll turn a victim
And I’ma keep on shooting ‘til my clip done
I’m on the opps and I ain’t leaving ‘til I hit some
And we connected like an outlet
Number one draft pick, if you scout it
We left him in the lost and found
We lost him, police still ain’t found out

Chorus: Mr. R.O
No we ain’t a replica
That’s my slime that’s my reptilian
And baby I rather blend in
Something like a chameleon
I ain’t your regular degular
Ain’t your ordinary civilian
Steppers know real steppers
Real know real recognition

Verse 2: J Money
Yeah that’s my menace
Yeah that’s my reptilian
My slime, for you I’m giving out headshots
I’ll do the time
And we ‘bout to go lurk in the back streets see what we find
‘Cause the only time we celebrate is when a mom cries
Yeah, the only time we celebrate is when a opp dies
That’s my youngin, gotta demonstrate what’s a homicide
No lie, and ? we had a four-five
Best believe if I had ten in my blick he was getting five, nigga
And we some one in a millions
And that’s a real hitta he deserve recognition
And I just caught a body free my niggas in prison
And on some real shit we still drill under conditions

Bridge: Mr. R.O & J Money
No we ain’t a replica
That’s my slime that’s my reptilian
And don’t be walking on the block looking like you wit’ the shits if you know you a civilian

Verse 3: Mr. Wallahi
‘Cause all my niggas on some bullshit, catch a nigga lacking he gon’ get a full clip, bitch I ain’t cappin’
We’ll make that nigga famous
And now I’m pissed I gotta get rid of my stainless
If you ain’t killing niggas then you ain’t speaking my language
Me and K Money on your block shooting everybody
Me and J Money caught a opp, shot him in the lobby
And then we stayed outside
We in the Parks tryna play outside
And I got niggas on my block pitch your homies and you still ain’t ride
But that don’t matter ‘cause we still gon’ slide like what’s the deal tonight
Nigga I ain’t got shit to do tonight so fuck it we gon’ do a drill tonight

Chorus: Mr. R.O
No we ain’t a replica
That’s my slime that’s my reptilian
And baby I rather blend in
Something like a chameleon
I ain’t your regular degular
Ain’t your ordinary civilian
Steppers know real steppers
Real know real recognition

Outro: Mr. R.O
MG4L baby
B.O.B
Free MG
Gang, uh

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