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letra de we got it - rrevan

[intro: lil revan]
it’s lil revan and lil romain, yah
we got the juice, got the juice, ayy
i spilled juice everywhere
put this on repeat
run it!

[chorus: lil revan]
wake up, get to grindin’, we don’t hit no snooze (nah)
turn the mall into a rave, you’ll see us on the news
check the wallet, need a clue? all we got is blues
yeah we drippin’ sauce, yeah we got the juice
x2

tell me wa-wa-why ya’ll actin’ g-ssed up (wawa!)
i ain’t like future, no i keep my mask up
take out your future, leave you in the past bruh
drop you like a potato, you’ll get mashed up
you a dead fellow
dontatello with my stick
send sh-lls like raphael
you drop when you get hit
like a sunroof, you’ll get dropped
you try to run through, you’ll get popped
don’t try to run dude, you’re not smart
then i’ll come find you, i won’t stop
and when i reach you, ain’t no redo
you’re just see through, can’t misread you
parking lot is where we leave you
ain’t no preview
uhh hop in the booth and i set it ablaze
i’m on the move and i’m coming your way
you in there rappin’, got nothing to say
you don’t want action ’cause revan and romain don’t play
she goin’ down, i’m yelling timber! (ayo)
your money low, it stay down just like a limbo (cash)
you said you tough, you the king of lying, you like simba (ay)
ha, you like simba (ayy)
your bank account empty (huh?)
go start a gofundme (yuh)
ya’ll sippin’ on lean?
i can tell, you rap like a zombie (whoa)
switch up the flow and i k!ll it
my whip got no ceilin’
i got no more feelings
i’m just off the henny, i’m tryin’ not to spill it
you’re making all pennies, i’m raking in millions (yuh!)

[bridge: lil revan and mars playground]
i should stop bruh, they can’t follow along
yeah bruh you k!lled em, i wanna prosecute for murder
yuhh, bars too hot
i’mma put you behind ’em
i’ll go back in with that chorus though!
w-w-wait, what the-?

[verse 2: romain casanova]
oh, oh, oh, oh
ok, ok, ok, ok, ok
juice, juice?
i ain’t come for a truce
cruise, ride around in that 1995, i kinda f-ck with the old school
kinda off of them toadstool
kinda offerin’ my soul to voodoo
they just say like “you do you!”
some say, like who knew you?
would be the one to follow through?
i’m out here, with focus
like on speed, like onslaught
like trojans, i think that i went in
pill got me sweatin’
still don’t do judgement
i’m still down on some sh-t
i’m smokin’ on somethin’
romain, i signed this
i strike fast like lightning
toaster in your tub
and i am all electric
daughters find me all excited (oh)
thinkin’ i’m exotic (oh)
european, out here with the kerosene
you ain’t ever met no one who sounds as nice as this
if i don’t restrict myself, all your hoes goin’ want my kids (huh)
all your hoes goin want my kids (huh)

- rrevan

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