RR ft. Lucas Perfetti Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
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Back in this bitch, and I'm trappin' in that bitch
Ridin' in, and i'm writing a line
What I do?
I wrote a line, ayy
I write a line
Super dope like I'm off the Coke
2018, with the freestyles that I wrote
Squad pullin' up with the goose, so they duck the aim
Could've gave you clout, why would you want all the fame ?
They call me the Rover, cause I got all the range
Compare us, we is not the same
Took yo trap, off track, stay in yo lane
We're the oldest
Stayin' true to my faith, Like I wrote it
Load up the Lotus
Kamikaze, actin' like I wouldn't notice
Shout out Lil' Mosey
On the weekends, i be too comfortable, real cozy
When she wanna link, cheeks get rosy
Now I got the beef, but I'm not a vegan
Whippin' in the kitchen like Chrissy Teigen
See you and the police, bob and weaving
Fake changin' like the season
Curry, 3's For no reason
Did a magic trick, with the semen
Brinks truck, or the Tahoe
Whip yellow like a nacho
Wearin' all black, Sleepy Hollow
Paint her face, like Picasso
Get a vector pronto, pup
Day 1's with me, what's up
Big booty, bitch in cuffs
Now she really cuffed, can't get enough
I whip her like a lasso, stick, big like a castle
I'll fight or wrestle
180 on the vector
Watch glistening, where a diamond tester ?
Came in my room like Inspector, didn't expect her
Bounty on my head, now where's Lester ?
Hold on
New shit on me, trendsetter
Nacho whip, fell in love with the cheddar
Say sorry, need a apology letter
Going crazy, 280 on the dash
Bout to crash, in a Mercedes
Suck me proper, very nice lady
Some may know me as Chris Hady
On grind mode, don't get lazy
Been through it all, don't faze me
Can't rap, don't trap
Chop a kick back, sit still
Take a nap, wrist ill, on the kill
Cheap thrills, go to bed at night, NyQuil
Who else you know
Runnin' it up like me
Fuckin' it up like me
500k in a week, no sleep
I don't even like to rap on beats
I been speaking my shit instead
Two whips, I been living life like I am too rich
Motherfuckers really stupid
Acting like a kid in a ball pit, get your shit together
I been ballin' way before the cheddar
Got my shit on autopilot, cause it's do or die, bitch
CGO, yeah, we runnin' this shit
Sky high while I'm making them hits
Popeyes or five guys
Either way I'm eating, so it's all good
Quietest one in the neighborhood
You don't hear me
Responding to me like you feel me
Autobot like Siri
Got me fitted with Amiri
Bitches suckin' and stearin'
I don't gotta do shit now
Sit back and get lit now, see the life around me
I been fresh as downy
Y'all can't test me, only bless me with the best shit
I don't negotiate, cause my ass got the leverage
I make it right
McDonald's Sprite been hittin' every single night
I gotta fight or fly
Like I said, it's do or die
Spin and slide, beat the odds, of suicide
You can't get me to that point, cause now I'm in my prime
Shout out Logan Paul, like my bro said we gone ball
Moving up, fuck a U-Haul
Never stop, I cannot stall
Lost it all, who you gone call, bitch
Yeah, yeah