Randy Orton

Lyrics: Markeyvius LaShun Cathey/Jerry Marlon Beach Music: Markeyvius LaShun Cathey/Jerry Marlon Beach Arranger: AIMONMYNECK AIMONMYNECK made it Glizock (Yeah)
What's happenin'? (Huh?) I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Yeah) I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (Yeah) I be poppin' my s***, they can't stand it All of the hits with a ratchet Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Phew) I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh) I'm slammin' these b****** like Randy Orton
I hit from the back, tryna damage (Yeah) I hit from the back, tryna damage somethin' These b****** know that I ain't playin' around These niggas know that I ain't layin' up (Layin' up, uh-uh, the ****?) Laid up for what? (Yeah) Ayy, come to the trap, get a bang for your buck Ayy, I do my thing, I show up when it's clutch Yeah, money comin' in, and it come in a rush You ain't talkin' 'bout money, like Granny say, "Hush" I just hopped out my coupe and went hopped in her guts Since I jumped out my mama, been f***in' s*** up (Ayy, yeah) I thought that I told you before, I'm the one I'm the one, turn a two to a four to aβ€” uh (Uh, uh) I just might name my lil' boy Shawn 'Cause I shine hard as the m**************' sun (Bling) F***ed around, spent like six figures on guns I'm tryna whack me an opp every month (Ayy) I'm tryna whack me an opp every month (Opp every month, yeah)
What's happenin'? (Huh?) I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Yeah) I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (Yeah) I be poppin' my s***, they can't stand it (Yeah) All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet) Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Phew) I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy (Yeah) I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh) I'm slammin' these b****** like Randy Orton What's happenin'? (Yeah) I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Let's go) I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (****) I be poppin' my s***, they can't stand it All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet) Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Skrrt, skrrt) I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh) I'm slammin' these b****** like Randy Orton
I'm goin' in, got the ball in my court (Ball) Rest in peace Dolph, yeah, he gave me the torch (Uh) When I count money, that shit bring me joy Yeah, I made a bank, tryna make me some more Yeah, I be laid back, 'cause these niggas decoys (Uh) Yeah, one other reason, can't f*** with these boys (Ayy) I'm givin' dead man like I work at the morgue (Like I work at the morgue) Ayy, tryna play innocent, know she a w**** (Ho) Glizock the n****, the one they adore I'm all in Atlanta with trappers and scammers I f*** half the b****** that work in the lower (Yeah) Killin' these n*****, this s*** gettin' borin' Not from Detroit, but this s*** on theβ€” (What?) Not from Detroit, but it stack to the ceilin' (Yeah) Talkin' 'bout money, you got my attention
Let's get it (Yeah) I'ma go get a bag, automatic (Let's go) I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie (Woah) I be poppin' my s***, they can't stand it All of the hits with a ratchet (Fire) Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah (Caddy) I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Randy) I'm slammin' these b****** like Randy Orton What's happenin'? I'ma go get a bag, automatic I keep Nina with me, she's a baddie I be poppin' my s***, they can't stand it All of the hits with a ratchet (Ratchet) Yo, slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, yeah I'm slidin' in a bulletproof Caddy, boy I'm savage, but don't call me Randy, yeah (Uh-uh) I'm slammin' these b****** like Randy Orton (Randy Orton)
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