RAW ft. BBM JOE Lyrics

21K, let's go, uh

Look, I'm a rapper, y'all some singers, let's just get it right

My dawgs is bitches, they don't bark because they bound to bite

And if they slide with this glick, they ain't tryna fight

Like, here's your t-shirt, here's your corner, here's your candlelight

And I ain't missin' with this glick and I can't trip over a chick

Y'all niggas really make me sick, I wouldn't touch y'all with a stick

I told Joe, let's hit a lick and he was plottin' on your whip

And I was plottin' on your chips and we was plottin' on your bitch

Like, ha-ha, look who's mad

Why you hate on a nigga cause my bitch is bad

Why you hate on a nigga cause my whip is rad

Or is it cause my pockets don't subtract, just add

I started feelin' myself, these niggas killin' theyself

I started stackin' spendin', then I started clearin' the shelf

I did my taxes, then my tax return expanded my wealth

I lock my bracket, they attack if they can't hurt my health

Like, one, two, what you wanna do

Like, three, four, call up me a whore

Like, five, six, play with this glick

If you ain't about money, ho, suck my dick

I NEED THOTIANNA WANNA FUCK TATIANA ON BOAT

Yeah, I fuck Brianna and I fuck Vianna, I'm the goat

Yeah, they super sliders or I slip inside them watch me float

No can't stay too long, won't stay too long, bitch, wear my coat

I'm a rugrat cause I keep a Tommy, bitch, it's in my Tommy

Do the dash, I'm all up in the Johnny, got this gas from Donny

I'm a green machine, shout out Ronnie, makin' films like vonnie

Bustin' a Birkin, bitch, and she built like Armani

Ha-ha, let's go, bro

Yeah, we boutta run this joint

Blitz these niggas, blitz these niggas

BBM, let's go, Joe

Uh, I fucked a Blondie, that's another body

She nowhere to find me, look like Molly, but she not no Hannah

She look like a thotty, come and try me

Got Bro right beside me and he got a tommy

And there's missiles shootin' out this Glock

Please don't ever try me, we outside and, bitch, we up in traffic

We was never hidin', money bulgin' right up out the jeans

Rollie flash like diamonds, and these forces, they bout white as coke

Run stick, I'm be flyin', think I'm lyin', that's her brother Ryan

Leave that pussy cryin' and she borin

Left a nigga snorin', but that's not my issue

Call the Uber, took her to the crib, and that's how I dismiss you

I won't kiss you, but I ain't gon' miss you

Psych bitch, I'll dissed you

Twenty-one, yeah, he right by my side, bullets would dismiss you

BBM, yeah, they my day-one niggas, MARC might go and blitz you

HIZZY in the cut, he rollin' dootie, I couldn't forget you

We ain't pourin', lean up in this cup, Henny in my system

Yeah, we licked him, we got out and drenched him

Holla, tits ain't missin', pussy

Yeah, y'all thought it was fuckin' over

Y'all niggas was safe for a little too long

Twenty-one, that's my brother right there, don't get it fuckin' confused

I ain't got nothin' else to say

I ain't got nothin' else to say