fell off the bunk bed - raq baby lyrics
[intro]
i’m good at gettin’ active, not for talkin’ sh*t, n*gga
[chorus]
i’m good at gettin’ active, not for talkin’ sh*t, n*gga, huh
keep a big*ass glock so i can pop a b*tch n*gga
if you wanna make some pape’, it’s best to get around a rich n*gga
remember days complainin’ ’bout the cold, now i got a diamond, rich n*gga
bad sh*t, a diamond b*tch, n*gga
your b*tch ass talk a whole lotta sh*t, n*gga, where your glock at?
it ain’t a race for gettin’ money, this sh*t is not a contest
opps forever d*ck ridin’, they ain’t put down pom*poms yet
said i fell off the bunk bed, so therefore, i did not wreck
[verse]
and i would never be that
these n*ggas waitin’ on me to lose and they’ll never see that
if a n*gga think he a loose screw, b*tch, bump, we in the city
we ain’t goin’ for nothin’, got some baby dumps and all they know is drillin’
they copy the way i treat my b*tch and n*ggas steal my pimpin’
get like ten million streams a week, n*gga, who f*ckin’ with me?
your baby daddy can’t rap, sh*t weak, huh
dog sh*t on me, know i’m havin’ new roll every week
opps never gonna want no static, they some pipsqueaks
first n*gga can’t put down the cup, you heard of pimp c
she told me if i ain’t down to f*ck, she gonna k!ll me
n*ggas think they know, they never seen the real me, huh
finna put on a show, they think they finna k!ll me
shouldn’t’ve never let ’em get close, think they finna drill me
better go get some drank to sip on, n*gga, this the real thing
n*ggas be watchin’ too much tv, tryna live the drill scene
n*ggas spin and don’t go hit sh*t, they don’t know what drill mean
i will never be lackin’, n*ggas went from humans to ashes
see my whip, they just might blast me, that’s why i keep it in traffic
got set up on some sucker sh*t, i got another one, sn*tch it
i don’t want it back, you can have it, i’m puttin’ n*ggas in caskets
fresh off the plane, finna get the bl!cky, they caught a n*gga when i ain’t have it
should’ve got my bl!ck from cappin’, it’s sucker sh*t, it happens
can’t wait to see a familiar whip, i’ma bust the b*tch in traffic
go dive in a lake ‘fore i f*ck with a musty b*tch, you nasty
[chorus]
i’m good at gettin’ active, not for talkin’ sh*t, n*gga, huh
keep a big*ass glock so i can pop a b*tch n*gga
if you wanna make some pape’, it’s best to get around a rich n*gga
remember days complainin’ ’bout the cold, now i got a diamond, rich n*gga
bad sh*t, a diamond b*tch, n*gga
your b*tch ass talk a whole lotta sh*t, n*gga, where your glock at?
it ain’t a race for gettin’ money, this sh*t is not a contest
opps forever d*ck ridin’, they ain’t put down pom*poms yet
said i fell off the bunk bed, so therefore, i did not wreck
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