letra de 'raf' - yrs swerve ft squid nice & smacc nice
trapvilla b-tches
(swerve)
oh my god it’s trapvilla
(swervin)
(chorus)
pull up
i got the stick in my coat
with your b-tch
i put the d-ck in her throat
these loddies is choosing
they picking the goat
i’m too wavy
i feel like i’m sick in a boat
you want a pack
i got could get you a quote
give me a stack
i could get you to float
and i got them racks
i could get you some notes
if you want smoke
you could get you some totes
squady
drippin
in
raf- simmons
these n-ggas b-tches
they half women
blunts
got bout a half in em
runts
you feel the raf in em
swervin
had to get the cops off me
wake up
sippin the drop
coffee
-gun c-ck back-
hold up
had to get the opps off
ya b-tch a pop
tell her hop off me
(yrs swerve verse)
yeah
she gave me the top
offer
so i had to get the top off her
pull up and shoot my shot
crawford
you know that your b-tch is a thot
cough her
ugh
d-mn
you kissin the thot
i’m going ham
yeah my wrist in the pot
got the beam on the jawn
i ain’t missing a shot
i call up bro
i see sis in the soot
new b-tch look better
than black china
broke n-ggas rocking
that wack designer
you know that i got the ac
come line up
ain’t got a contact
but i looked like i signed up
(chorus)
pull up
i got the stick in my coat
with your b-tch
i put the d-ck in her throat
the loddies is choosing
they picking the goat
i’m too wavy
i feel like i’m sick in a boat
you want a pack
i got could get you a quote
give me a stack
i could get you to float
and i got them racks
i could get you some notes
if you want smoke
you could get you some totes
squady
drippin
in
raf- simmons
these n-ggas b-tches
they half women
blunts
got bout a half in em
runts
you feel the raf in em
swervin
had to get the cops off me
wake up
sippin the drop
coffee
-gun c-ck back-
hold up
had to get the opps off
ya b-tch a pop
tell her hop off me
($quidnice verse)
d-mn
white b-tches on me like iced coffee
silencer on me i’m k!lling em softly
i got some workers my b-tches be bossy
you not a.i you cannot double cross me
shhhhh
cops coming
still got the glock
that can’t stop nothing
my n-ggas trapping and chop onions
i ain’t even shoot
n-gga stop runnin
yeah
wait
don’t play me
you snitching you singing like
do re mi
hit him with thunder like okc
f-ck that white b-tch like
oh casey
(smacc nice verse)
hold on
h-llo
i’m getting money lil b-tch and that’s word to the dead locs
i gotta choppa
it came with a beam on it
last n-gga ran man his leg broke
i got the drop
y’all n-ggas pop
you not a liq
because you dead broke
i slide on your block
around six o’ clock
word to my mother
you dead smoke
(chorus)
pull up
i got the stick in my coat
with your b-tch
i put the d-ck in her throat
the loddies is choosing
they picking the goat
i’m too wavy
i feel like i’m sick in a boat
you want a pack
i got could get you a quote
give me a stack
i could get you to float
and i got them racks
i could get you some notes
if you want smoke
you could get you some totes
squady
drippin
in
raf- simmons
these n-ggas b-tches
they half women
blunts
got bout a half in em
runts
you feel the raf in em
swervin
had to get the cops off me
wake up
sippin the drop
coffee
-gun c-ck back-
hold up
had to get the opps off
ya b-tch a pop
tell her hop off me
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