lirik lagu ray bans – marrgielaa
[intro]
when y’all say i stopped here, watch this again, hol’ on
(boy*)
p*ssy ahh n*ggas
[chorus: wildkarduno]
knock his head off, he do all that cappin’
i told that b*tch, “i want gun attachments”
not living like that, that n*gga rappin’
pop out the cut and the pistols clappin’
bag on his head, since he think he trappin’
bread on his head, ain’t no hand dappin’
[verse 1: wildkarduno]
call smoke, pop out at the a, n*gga (straight like that, n*gga)
two glocks, it’s night and day, n*gga
young n*gga, i feel like trey, n*gga
bands on me, i feel like ray, n*gga
too many tec’s hangin’ out the car
if you play wit’ the gang, you get smoked, cigar (gang)
try to run off, you ain’t goin’ far (okay, i got the video, i got the video)
pound on me, i’on serve out the jar (on gang)
yeah, it’s bread on his head, we gon’ get ’em
he a monkey, n*gga, we gon’ split him
you better hope .223 bullets gon’ hit you
and we pop out the cut and we gonna get wit’ you
and my gang goin’ up, n*gga, just gettin’ richer
my white plug down the street, man, he call me a n*****
you a cap ahh n*gga, he ain’t pull no trigger (gang)
[chorus: wildkarduno]
knock his head off, he do all that cappin’
i told that b*tch, “i want gun attachments”
not living like that, that n*gga rappin’
pop out the cut and the pistols clappin’
bag on his head, since he think he trappin’
bread on his head, ain’t no hand dappin’
[verse 2: ohsxnta]
aye, ain’t no head dappin’
he don’t get no play, he fappin’ (aye)
police askin’ questions
my n*ggas don’t know what happened (yeah, yeah)
i got h*lla racks (aye, aye), so she want me back (aye)
i got h*lla mag’s, pull up, you get wacked
i can’t f*ck wit’ bro’s, that’s a no no
that boy go to saks, he a hobo
[verse 3: 1oneam]
i’ma spend a rack on this denim
he want some smoke, finna catch him
go*goin’ too fast, can’t catch him
hit a jugg, boy, you let him
high as f*ck, yeah, i’m too gone
t*took off and i spread ’em
i’m in saks, no coupon
bad b*tch for the group (yeah)
spend a rack on the shoes
pop in, take the loot
we put that boy on the news (yeah)
we put that boy on the shirt (hm)
i’m in the a wit’ the guys
talk down, you gon’ get murked
[verse 4: marrgielaa]
i hop out the whip, i’ma shoot
b*tch ass n*gga, i know he a fruit
i’m in the field, can’t recruit (p*ssy ahh n*ggas)
i hop out the whip, i hop out the coupe
i’m outside, got the stick
i wear the gucci, i’m don’t wear the rick
i’m off the lean and that’s it
b*tch ahh n*gga, ain’t go hit no l!ck (straight like that, n*gga)
i see twelve, then i’m runnin’ quick
i hop out the whip, “what the f*ck is this?”
i get the money, i am not no b*tch
i got the racks on me, i am rich
i’m finna blow up, n*gga, just like ukraine
i popped a perc’, then i go insane
bro got k!lled, b*tch, you not the same
[outro]
okay, i got the video, i got the video
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