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Ridiculed - Yerba Mate Intro Lyrics



Ridiculed - Yerba Mate Intro Lyrics




Bro said he on one, bout to come over and make it hit
Yeah, yeah, bro said he on one, bout to come home and make it hit
First we gone roll one, I get high off a spliff
They judge me off the home runs
Don't see me workin' shifts,
Feelin' like the only one,
Who's falling for your tricks

Jordan Bellfort in this bitch, nah, we ain't f*ckin' leavin
Rolled up an egg, cause we bored, yeah, we did it for no reason
Purple Zaza always make me laugh, never frownin', always cheesin
Bitch, I pull all the strings, you can call me Steve Stevens

I don't need the fortune, I don't need the fame
Stuff the sour diesel in the grape game
When I got the Zaza, I don't write the same
Jules become Giannis, you know I'm Dame

Smoke a Blizzy up, in the DSU
Juels Metro boomin, this DS2
You know that means I'm Pluto
Chop these hoes up like Judo

White boy, but I'm ballin
Shout out my guy Juvo
They pretend to your face, your friends lying, they pseudo
This beat sounds Caribbean, I'm like Robinson Crusoe
The village Hokage, I'm on my Naruto, yeah

Bro said he on one, bout to come over and make it hit
First we gonna roll one, I get high off a spliff
They judge me off the home runs
Don't see me workin' shifts
Feelin' like the only one
Just fallin' for their tricks

I don't get it, movin' a mile a minute
Look at the dash, I'm off the deep end, somehow I can't finish
You best not commit treason, ain't no reason I can't risk it
Look at it this way, I was broke and now I'm up to business

Peakin', peakin', right now, right now
Livin' room, flight now, flight now
Jules and dill, cash cow, cash cow
Jules and dill, cash cow

Rollin', rollin' up the Zaza, we don't play around with no Ra-Ra,
Congolese Shawty Kinshasa
Smokin' ganja, I'm a rasta

Bitch I'm a boss, like I'm Rick Ross
Takin' no loss, randy moss
Oh yeah, yo girl, got cherry lip gloss
As you hold my stick, like lacrosse

Whenever we play, ain't no toss up
I'm Matt Stafford, Jules, Cooper Cup
We the big dogs, you a little pup
Best in DC, since the Stanley Cup
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Bro said he on one, bout to come over and make it hit
Yeah, yeah, bro said he on one, bout to come home and make it hit
First we gone roll one, I get high off a spliff
They judge me off the home runs
Don't see me workin' shifts,
Feelin' like the only one,
Who's falling for your tricks

Jordan Bellfort in this bitch, nah, we ain't f*ckin' leavin
Rolled up an egg, cause we bored, yeah, we did it for no reason
Purple Zaza always make me laugh, never frownin', always cheesin
Bitch, I pull all the strings, you can call me Steve Stevens

I don't need the fortune, I don't need the fame
Stuff the sour diesel in the grape game
When I got the Zaza, I don't write the same
Jules become Giannis, you know I'm Dame

Smoke a Blizzy up, in the DSU
Juels Metro boomin, this DS2
You know that means I'm Pluto
Chop these hoes up like Judo

White boy, but I'm ballin
Shout out my guy Juvo
They pretend to your face, your friends lying, they pseudo
This beat sounds Caribbean, I'm like Robinson Crusoe
The village Hokage, I'm on my Naruto, yeah

Bro said he on one, bout to come over and make it hit
First we gonna roll one, I get high off a spliff
They judge me off the home runs
Don't see me workin' shifts
Feelin' like the only one
Just fallin' for their tricks

I don't get it, movin' a mile a minute
Look at the dash, I'm off the deep end, somehow I can't finish
You best not commit treason, ain't no reason I can't risk it
Look at it this way, I was broke and now I'm up to business

Peakin', peakin', right now, right now
Livin' room, flight now, flight now
Jules and dill, cash cow, cash cow
Jules and dill, cash cow

Rollin', rollin' up the Zaza, we don't play around with no Ra-Ra,
Congolese Shawty Kinshasa
Smokin' ganja, I'm a rasta

Bitch I'm a boss, like I'm Rick Ross
Takin' no loss, randy moss
Oh yeah, yo girl, got cherry lip gloss
As you hold my stick, like lacrosse

Whenever we play, ain't no toss up
I'm Matt Stafford, Jules, Cooper Cup
We the big dogs, you a little pup
Best in DC, since the Stanley Cup
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Writer: Dillon Miranda, Julian Ruiz
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Performed By: Ridiculed
Language: English
Length: 2:58
Written by: Dillon Miranda, Julian Ruiz
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