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devil son - raq baby lyrics

[chorus]
ain’t gotta warrant for sh*t, i’m having lil b*tch y’ know i’m getting cheese
i thought they was lil bro ‘nem b*tch, i got a bop all on her knees
car been spinning the block for a min don’t ask no questions, b*tch squeeze
dont try to supply my needs, a perc and yo p*ssy that’s all i need
i would go f*ck on shh─, but i’m way to player the bit’ keep actin
yeah i’m up a hunnid but don’t get sh*t twisted lil bro ‘nem still be clappin
been telling that n*gga to show me a dub for two years b*tch ass still be cappin
got the password to her gram’ we don’t give a d*mn that lil hoe still be smackin, huh
off some za’ in the booth with josh
b*tch i’m geeked
she said she wanna go out to eat today, the f*ck you want a pizza?
she said she was only with her friends today, yo green*ass still believed her?
don’t even think about the drive*thru b*tch, only d*ck is what i feed her

[verse]
why would i stress bout a b*tch when d*mn near hit every hoe in the city?
had a smacked the lil hoe, then i pass her i don’t give a f*ck about a hoe being pretty
it don’t take much to take yo b*tch all i really gotta do is pay for a tittie
sitting here calling us b*tches broke*ass can’t even pay his ticket
everybody thick around me now, but ain play cause i get busy
slime on some sh*t, that’ll make grahams get down old man can’t duck these switches
i done changed my number a hunnid thousand times i still can’t duck these b*tches
filled his ass with a hunnid thousand rounds, he dead he still gon’ feel it
ion wanna have to whip my bl!ck out on a n*gga, thought i told you
drew down for yo sh*t ain’t getting it back for you thought i owed you
young n*gga sh*t i’m with lil mon n’ nem, thuggin in magnolia
yeah, shooting at n*ggas’ youn believe me, n*gga run up and i’ll show ya
me and my n*gga soild we ain changin for no b*tch
ain gon’ lie lil bruh be having them bl!cks but he be dangling with them sticks
if can’t catch me on the grove i’m probably somewhere hangin with yo b*tch
out the window 300 black out shoot long range, no aimin with this b*tch
[outro]
ain’t goin back and forth with no p*ssy n*gga, they all my sons
shoot*out in broad day ion give no f*ck’ i’ll never run
post*up with the same switch you ain scaring sh*t we got h*lla guns
n*gga won’t’ try this sh*t they know fasho i’m devil son

- raq baby lyrics

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