Raw No Edit Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Gettin' money like, alot of haters talking' like
You don't know shit bro, you don't even know me
I got the Mamba mentality bitch I feel like Kobe
(shit) They about to give me the Heisman trophy at this rap shit
I didn't even use me a stick, I just went and bagged it
Shit I come from the black market I don't know what a plug is
I ain't even use my adlibs yet, but I'm barking
Her nose looking runny but I don't think it's the weather
It's always fucking sunny, I'm the pimp without the feather
Truly I really don't give a shit about this rap game
Popped another Xan so I ain't feeling the back pain
There's red in this cup but that ain't a bloody mary
He showed his true colors but we knew he was scary
Shit I was serving the fiends when I had a black berry
Yah I got the Gucci shades but I don't even like em'
Can I take a little break I'm about to roll up
(Shit) Once I take these hits you know I'm bout to go off
I got my own strain of the weed I just need juice
I stayed in my own lane thats why the hood co signing
I can hear the sirens hope they don't come blitz me
I'll just get away, with like three 360's
I don't give a fuck about this shit you know I'm different
A1 always talking about the money cuz he get it
Shit I blew a couple bags in a day but I reloaded
But you don't gotta talk to me they know that I'm in motion
Dropped a couple k just to have the city lit
Got her slurping on my dick cuz she know I'm the shit
I'm definitely not spoiled but I got a big ego
Im number 1 with the sauce, don't matter where we go
Aaauhuuhh ayyye oooh ooh o
Aaauhuuhh ayyye oooh ooh o
I'm so damaged from this shit how could I ever give a fuck
I remember yesterday I was just doin' this shit for fun
Now I got a little juice so they bumping it in the club
I feel I'm haunted, maybe, I don't know you basic
I'm taunting, faded, run it in rotation
This shit taught me patience, but thankfully I waited
What you want next, just put it on the to do list
It's not my fault they watching me and you clueless
Give me less then one hour in the booth you got new music
Pour me up two lines of the red and we Gucci
Why they wanna put me on Vlad, I don't got all the answers
If I took a trip to Denmark I bet they say I'm fancy
Now they gotta pay me just to show up at the party
I could fart on the track it be better then your garbage
This is raw edit no abs and no auto tune
Damn I'm the preacher, I just brought em' to Sunday school
Thats how you get this shit done
This shit was a lot alota fun
mmm
I'm just worried about the money you know the guap
mm
Fuck these dumb bitches they only good for top
They always talking shit but they don't do it for the squad