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letra de raw - lei

[intro]
(got me nodding off these coffee cups, it’s codeine what i sip)

[verse]
i’m cutting the motherf-ckin’ brick, i’m serving that motherf-ckin’ block
i call her blade because she chop, i got my rollie flooded with rocks
i hit the motherf-ckin’ p-ssy, make it pop, she hit the motherf-ckin’ floor, make it drop
wipe yo motherf-ckin’ nose, wipе ya snot, n-ggas got the lo’, i’ma get a drop
she want thе whole load, not a drop
i f-ck her to the morning, like, ya
i been passing out presents to these hoes
like i’m f-cking santa claus
b-tch a p-ssy, she hit me with the claws
i just bought the maybach just because
i was talking ’bout racks, huh
n-ggas talking ’bout racks or somethin’
tell a n-gga get back, yeah
i don’t f-ck what that, yeah, yeah, yeah
i was chilling in the back, bruh, what a bad b-tch
feel on her ass, bruh
n-gga, got a tec on me, got some tec on me
gotta move tact, bruh
i ain’t even gon’ sweat it, i ain’t gon’ stress it
bruh, it ain’t even math, bruh
[refrain]
i’m serving this motherf-ckin’ bass until this b-tch pass out
i walk in the bank and i told them n-ggas i’ma cash out
i brought the dogs out, n-gga, but, f-ck that, i brought the racks out
i fell in love with the drugs and the 808, n-gga, i don’t feel sad now
i’m in the motherf-ckin’ trap, n-gga, you could get popped like a flat
(flat, flat)
what?
(flat, slatt, flatt)
yeah, shawty my slatt, she my sl-t
i pull her back, like, what?
she finna catch these nuts
i’m in the ‘bach, i just wanna f-ck
fendi my bag, bag

[bridge]
(i just gotta tell you one thing, baby)
(i’m so cool and i’m so hot, baby)

[chorus]
she think my swag so raw, my jeans g-star
she wondering how i live
i pop xanax bars in expensive cars
with designer broads and sh-t
i smoke too much, dog, i’m about to fly off
i’ma go, let me just say this
n-ggas don’t care ’bout y’all, don’t care ’bout y’all
n-ggas need to get off my d-ck
she think my swag so raw, my jeans g-star
she wondering how i live
i pop xanax bars in expensive cars
with designer broads and sh-t
i smoke too much, dog, i’m about to fly off
i’ma go, let me just say this
i’m cutting that motherf-cker up
i’m cutting that brick, i’m cutting that brick
[bridge]
(yeah)
(she think my swag so raw, my jeans g-star, yeah)
(she think my swag so raw, my jeans g-star, she wondering how i live)
(got me nodding off my coffee cups, it’s codeine what i sip)

[refrain]
i’m serving this motherf-ckin’ bass until this b-tch pass out
i walk in the bank and i told them n-ggas i’ma cash out
i brought the dogs out, n-gga, but, f-ck that, i brought the racks out
i fell in love with the drugs and the 808, n-gga, i don’t feel sad now
i’m in the motherf-ckin’ trap, n-gga, you could get popped like a flat
(flat, flat)
what?
(flat, slatt, flatt)
yeah, shawty my slatt, she my sl-t
i pull her back, back, back, back, back

- lei

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