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did it again - raq baby lyrics

[intro]
d*mn, we done did it again (uh*huh)
huh, huh, we done did it again (huh)
huh, huh, whole team did it again
huh, huh, huh, huh
whole team did it again

[verse 1]
the f*ck that sh*t you sayin’? b*tch, i got bands
f*ck the opp, that wasn’t the plan
know they mad as f*ck that i got lit, suck it up, this sh*t ain’t luck
name a n*gga that’ll f*ck with us, n*gga, duck
these n*gga gay, make a post ’bout me every day, i got somethin’ that will make ’em hush
think i’m playin’? send twin through that b*tch again, made foenem shoot it up
same n*gga dissin’, yeah they know me, just me and glock 40, i was by my lonely
n*gga, i ain’t no b*tch, hit his ass with that bl!ck, gave the glock back to my homie
know how i get, tryna cap like i’m a b*tch, well f*ck boy gotta show me
can’t wait ’til i catch me a rap n*gga lackin’, i’ma turn this b*tch out of fried bologna
huh, f*ck boy you smokin’ with
if you f*ck with who, n*gga
n*gga dissin’, like if wе catch they ass in traffic, what you gon’ do, n*gga?
got enough bullets in thе gun to knock down twenty*two n*ggas
twin told me to hop out, sit in that car, had to slay with glock out the room, n*gga
pray to god every night, i know two wrong don’t make a right
take a ‘lock, n*gga grab your glock, lil’ boy gon’ be alright
why the f*ck would a n*gga play with me? know i ain’t got no mind
n*gga worry ’bout me, when bronem on they ass, n*gga go and slide
these n*ggas stuck in the trenches
b*tch, i’m on a money mission, n*gga i don’t hide
they wonder why i don’t kick it, i feel like all these b*tches, because i’m slime
got my b*tch, i don’t got no tie
say, “raq, how you doin’?”, lil’ b*tch, i’m fine
love f*ckin’ yo b*tch, i be in that p*ssy deep, and i love the way she whine
big ass vv’, yeah they shine
f*ck what you used to do, do it now
ain’t from the a, n*gga, i was born and raised in the ‘raq, and i grew up on the nine
do yo research, check yo fact
they know ms gon’ run the town
in the field, we run around
n*gga, what’s up? can’t calm it down
[?], had a big ass glock with a switch on it
i don’t give a f*ck what you sayin’, n*gga f*ck yo mans and all yo big homies
she wanna hold my bands, and drive my scat, and take a fl!ck on it
watch a n*gga fall for the bait, but this fish and rod ain’t got no fish on it
[?]
every n*gga time comin’
you gotta rock it, i’m not runnin’
don’t put that glock to work, n*gga only use it for pictures, he not gunnin’
this sh*t forever, we won’t stop nothin’
grind for that lil’ ass check, that not money
hittin’ yo b*tch from the back, won’t stop cummin’
i got the ball, he not fumblin’
take his ass off for the free, blue hundred
[bridge]
phew
phew
phew

[verse 2]
you can feel the breathe when i grab a n*gga soul, huh
since y’all wanna pick beef, i tell y’all, “all y’all n*gga ho”
f*ck*n*gga tried to play, left a f*ck*n*gga gaspin’ on the grove
[?]
n*gga this street sh*t here ain’t easy, i’m mad, i miss you bro
f*ck that sh*t, lil’ b*tch, come see me, i can’t stand a busy ho
when i f*ck yo bih’, pull her braids from the back, i call this bih’ my breezy bone
still gotta keep my glizzy though

- raq baby lyrics

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