
RAH-RAH ft. Wintr Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2025
Lyrics
How much longer 'til they get up out they feelings
By that time I'll stack my money to the ceiling
All that rah, rah-rah shit deceiving
Think I give a damn, give a fuck, then you tweaking
Tweaking off some wild shit, ooh, they goin' dumb
If they top two, they top two, they two, they not the one
Big finesser, nothing come between me and the funds
I be blessed up, I still got some demons in the cut
Yeah, we pop out
Make it hot now
Run up on him, all a sudden, he got cottonmouth
They thought shit was sweet
'Cause I don't bark loud
But I'm a big dog, bitches gettin' dogged out
Yeah, yeah
How much longer 'til they get up out they feelings
By that time I'll stack my money to the ceiling
All that rah, rah-rah shit deceiving
Think I give a damn, give a fuck, then you tweaking
Ha, ha, yeah, must be outta your mind
I'm in the spot, big silent, won't say a word if it ain't no dimes
Know what it is
She get no dick if she ain't fine
All in her ribs, now she tryna lock me down for life, huh
Two baddies in one day, feel like two Chainz, got fuckin' problems
Hoes all in my business, talking shit, and I know nothing bout 'em
Keep riding that wave, I'm on tsunami timing, fuckin' drown 'em
He can't even hear with all these subs around him
How much longer 'til they get up out they feelings
By that time I'll stack my money to the ceiling
All that rah, rah-rah shit deceiving
Think I give a damn, give a fuck, then you tweaking
Then you tweakin
Hit that lil' bitch once and them I'm leaving
No reason, I don't give a fuck, bitch I'm a demon
I'm fiending, stacking it up to the ceiling
I ain't been broke in a minute
Baby I'm making a killing, I don't care 'bout how they feeling
They hear 'bout how I'm living
My ex hoes need some healing
My brothers come through drilling
My neck and my wrist dripping
Huh, got blues on me, not cripping
Tryna ride my wave, I'm different
Tryna slide on me, they slipping
But you never gon' catch me tripping
How much longer 'til they get up out they feelings
By that time I'll stack my money to the ceiling
All that rah, rah-rah shit deceiving
Think I give a damn, give a fuck, then you tweaking