rave Lyrics

Yeah yeah

I just left Houston

I just left Earth

I don't even feel comfortable in a church

Cause I got a curse

So I'm getting higher than all the niggas that was left up in a hearse

Hopped out the whip and skrrt

Fully auto and a burst

Nigga talking all that crazy shit

He won't pull up to my turf

Hopped on the board and surf

No you can't hop this wave

I was at the Center Stage

Last show looked like a rave

I was thinking about the fetti

Fetti on fetti on fetti

Hopped out the whip, I'm ready

Glock on me kind of heavy

I'm with my dogs like ed edd n eddy

The way that these bitches chasing us already

They trying to come bounce on the dick like a betty

I'm smoking on Purp with a Pump in my hand, lets get it

I keep falling in love with the baddest bitches

The way that they moving is mad suspicious

And I'm with my dogs, when they mad they get vicious

A lot on my plate, what I had was delicious

Wake up and smoke on some gas

I'm high as them boys that ain't make it back home from the mission

You better get in your bag

Play with the mafia you might just sleep with the fishes

Yeah yeah

I just left Houston

I just left Earth

I don't even feel comfortable in a church

Cause I got a curse

So I'm getting higher than all the niggas that was left up in a hearse

Hopped out the whip and skrrt

Fully auto and a burst

Nigga talking all that crazy shit

He won't pull up to my turf

Hopped on the board and surf

No you can't hop this wave

I was at the Center Stage

Last show looked like a rave

I can fit a lot of cash in these brand new Balenciaga Ravers

And you know that ain't shit sweet

Except this honey berry wood flavor

Before she fuck with me she got to sign a NDA

And a waiver

That bitch probably got some dirt from her past, fuck I look like saving her

And I still probably got some karma to face so I keep my space

Young money all in the whip and a couple of dracs

And a couple of niggas ready to catch that case for me

Little bitch I'm the prize you see in my eyes, I know that you waiting for me

I'm ready to fly I'm high in the sky, better stay in your lane dummy

Yeah yeah

I just left Houston

I just left earth

I don't even feel comfortable in a Church

Cause I got a curse

So I'm getting higher than all the niggas that was left up in a hearse

Hopped out the whip and skrrt

Fully auto and a burst

Nigga talking all that crazy shit

He won't pull up to my turf

Hopped on the board and surf

No you can't hop this wave

I was at the Center Stage

Last show looked like a rave