99 Gang, Dice, bRYAN - Ranch Boys Lyrics

Getem dicey
Getem dicey
Getem dicey
Getem dicey
Getem
Yeeh, yeeh
I'm top of the range
Bruh, bruh
You know that poverty stains
Bruh, bruh
I ain't got nothing to change
I'm staying the same my conscious throw flames
Bruh, bruh
I got this shit in my veins and that
Drop that shit watch how the gang react
Been rapping since a jit
Now I'm legit just look what I did
Bruh, bruh
Yeeh, yeeh
We is not the same
You got mismatched
Juzz coming up we gon' fix that
Skid know we came with a plan
Understand where you stand to the man
I can't dab him up he not my boy
Pick a pen and get stuck my void
She aroused by the sound of my voice
Got some niggas I gotta avoid
Got some racks that I gotta attract
So I hop on a track and go rapper-bazoid
Big se7ven
Yeah they know how we stumping
The nines just gon' keep them hits coming
No bap, no bibble
They tryna figure me out like a riddle
These some bars for the books no kindle
Juzz got this beat off the kettle
I'm top of the range
Bruh, bruh
You know that poverty stains
Bruh, bruh
I ain't got nothing to change
I'm staying the same my conscious throw flames
Bruh, bruh
I got this shit in my veins and that
Drop that shit watch how the gang react
Been rapping since a jit
Now I'm legit just look what I did
Bruh, bruh
Niggas be quick to discredit the work that we put in
I'm basically done being nice
Was never the type to be thumping my chest
Like all of the rest
But shit I just might
The minute we go after status
Y'all niggas go
Payless like combos of churches and mice
Like nigga just shut the fuck up
You got whole lotta tracks but barely can get any likes
Alert these niggas let 'em know
We finna drop a tape
Finna make our pockets bigger cop a wraith
Sicker than your projects nigga
Shit insane freezing out them lockets nigga
We been breeding this pieces of art
Aspiring to sit at the top from the start
Aspiring to start up my Benz with a start
Aspiring to stack up my roof with the stars
Nigga we back in this bitch
Beating these niggas with multiple hits
SGNTT ain't never gon' miss
Inducing adrenaline hitting 'em licks
Maneuver through critics like Morty and Rick
Been crafting these sounds perfection is key
Delivery clean for the ears in need
Been chasing that bag just call me Eugen
I'm top of the range
Bruh, bruh
You know that poverty stains
Bruh, bruh
I ain't got nothing to change
I'm staying the same my conscious throw flames
Bruh, bruh
I got this shit in my veins and that
Drop that shit watch how the gang react
Been rapping since a jit
Now I'm legit just look what I did
Bruh, bruh

Getem dicey
Getem dicey
Getem dicey
Getem dicey
Getem
Yeeh, yeeh
I'm top of the range
Bruh, bruh
You know that poverty stains
Bruh, bruh
I ain't got nothing to change
I'm staying the same my conscious throw flames
Bruh, bruh
I got this shit in my veins and that
Drop that shit watch how the gang react
Been rapping since a jit
Now I'm legit just look what I did
Bruh, bruh
Yeeh, yeeh
We is not the same
You got mismatched
Juzz coming up we gon' fix that
Skid know we came with a plan
Understand where you stand to the man
I can't dab him up he not my boy
Pick a pen and get stuck my void
She aroused by the sound of my voice
Got some niggas I gotta avoid
Got some racks that I gotta attract
So I hop on a track and go rapper-bazoid
Big se7ven
Yeah they know how we stumping
The nines just gon' keep them hits coming
No bap, no bibble
They tryna figure me out like a riddle
These some bars for the books no kindle
Juzz got this beat off the kettle
I'm top of the range
Bruh, bruh
You know that poverty stains
Bruh, bruh
I ain't got nothing to change
I'm staying the same my conscious throw flames
Bruh, bruh
I got this shit in my veins and that
Drop that shit watch how the gang react
Been rapping since a jit
Now I'm legit just look what I did
Bruh, bruh
Niggas be quick to discredit the work that we put in
I'm basically done being nice
Was never the type to be thumping my chest
Like all of the rest
But shit I just might
The minute we go after status
Y'all niggas go
Payless like combos of churches and mice
Like nigga just shut the fuck up
You got whole lotta tracks but barely can get any likes
Alert these niggas let 'em know
We finna drop a tape
Finna make our pockets bigger cop a wraith
Sicker than your projects nigga
Shit insane freezing out them lockets nigga
We been breeding this pieces of art
Aspiring to sit at the top from the start
Aspiring to start up my Benz with a start
Aspiring to stack up my roof with the stars
Nigga we back in this bitch
Beating these niggas with multiple hits
SGNTT ain't never gon' miss
Inducing adrenaline hitting 'em licks
Maneuver through critics like Morty and Rick
Been crafting these sounds perfection is key
Delivery clean for the ears in need
Been chasing that bag just call me Eugen
I'm top of the range
Bruh, bruh
You know that poverty stains
Bruh, bruh
I ain't got nothing to change
I'm staying the same my conscious throw flames
Bruh, bruh
I got this shit in my veins and that
Drop that shit watch how the gang react
Been rapping since a jit
Now I'm legit just look what I did
Bruh, bruh