RAW Lyrics

(WOOOO)

Pop another bottle 'for I sit down

Hit town talking to the models told em get down low

Trippin on my chain got that bling blow

Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo

Walking out the club had too many rounds

Trippin round

Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home

Hit it raw period never came around

Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole

No Smith and Wesson to my name

But she been tryna see my pole

I been hanging with the gang, let's go

She gon stick around because the fame

Just a couple songs away, yea I know you hear the bass let's roll

Here it go

I'm like fuck a gender roll

She tryna take me out to dinner we been eating sushi rolls

Smoking dope

How I cope

Getting money off the flow

How we laughing to the bank, Ben Frank tellin jokes (ha)

Couple of yo bitches know I'm the pimp to slide with

(Trueee)

Riding and dining know I'm fly like a pilot

(Woooo)

Fuck the yay I got the yo just like I'm gotti

How you window shopping shawty woke up in a new Bugatti

(Youuu)

Got those Dior shoes because your sloppy toppy

(Ouuu)

Knocking niggas out just like I'm Ronda rousey

(Ouuu)

I ain't got no gun but I'm still catching bodies

Shawty say I'm weird it's been a week and now she acting like me

Pop another bottle 'for I sit down

Hit town talking to the models told em get down low

Tripping on my chain got that bling blow

Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo

Walking out the club had too many rounds

Tripping round

Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home

Hit it raw period never came around

Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole

How the fuck you expect me to be your mans

Girl, I seen all your dms

I been fucking on your friends you for the streets

This the type of shit to make her dance

What you do for an advance

Shake ya booty out ya pants, best believe

I don't need what these niggas gone see

I don't care if these bitches really understand me

I don't wanna meet your momma bitch, fuck your family

All I care about is cheeese like I'm dirty dancing

You a ten but I'm toxic

(Ooooo)

Cop the Benz when we ridin'

(Ahhhh)

Know I'm always speeding when sliding

To your crib late night tryna get up inside it

(Pow, pow, pow)

Why we always beefing on a Friday

(HUH)

Now you and your friends all coming my way

(WHAAT)

I been hot before I went cold

Bitch talk shit on the gang, I told you so

Pop another bottle 'for I sit down

Hit town talking to the models told em get down low

Trippin on my chain got that bling blow

Big man stepping ten toes talking Fee Fi Fo

Walking out the club had too many rounds

Tripping round

Now I gotta figure how the hell we gettin' home

Hit it raw period never came around

Shit I had to be tell her that the rubber must of had a lil' hole