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aw shit - raqbaby lyrics

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[intro]
(dy krazy)
back then, wasn’t on my d*ck, now all of a sudden, they need a dollar
already hit that p*ssy, why the f*ck would i hit her phone? no, i don’t really need to call her
took off the rocks when i parked my car, can’t get no fees up off me
keep a big*ass bl!ck for an opp tryna earn some stain, can’t get no b’s up off me

[chorus]
aw sh*t
i already told that b*tch that sh*t o*v, she callin’
n*gga can’t wait to see us off the court, we ballin’
this rappin’ sh*t don’t work, a n*gga still got dog sh*t
it be the small sh*t
just tryna suck my tip, b*tch, eat it all, b*tch
b*tch, i’m a grown*ass man, when you suck, don’t forget the b*lls, b*tch
really on some young*n*gga sh*t, i’m ridin’ ’round in that ‘hawk, b*tch

[verse 1]
n*ggas sour, mustard, no, they can’t catch up with ’em
get busy with that rappin’ and the streets, they know they can’t f*ck with ’em
keep clappin’ opps like back to back, this sh*t here ain’t luck, n*gga
droppin’ salt on a n*gga name ’cause his b*tch told him hе can’t f*ck, n*gga
ma dukes said keep gun close, stay away from f*ck n*ggas
k!lled thеy partner, spin again at the candlelight, no, we don’t give a f*ck, n*gga
buck on all these other n*ggas, see us, i bet he give it up, n*gga
went on live, said f*ck the gang, when it’s up, you better know it’s stuck, n*gga
he gon’ tell, i cannot run with him
see us hop out, you better run, n*gga
know we smack sh*t just for fun, n*gga
scared to pop out, ain’t got no gun, n*gga
tired of your boyfriend, come and run with us
she left ’cause he ain’t got no funds with him
start dissin’ ’cause i took his b*tch and saw popeye and now he done with ’em
[chorus]
aw sh*t
i already told that b*tch that sh*t o*v, she callin’
n*gga can’t wait to see us off the court, we ballin’
this rappin’ sh*t don’t work, a n*gga still got dog sh*t
it be the small sh*t
just tryna suck my tip, b*tch, eat it all, b*tch
b*tch, i’m a grown*ass man, when you suck, don’t forget the b*lls, b*tch
really on some young*n*gga sh*t, i’m ridin’ ’round in that ‘hawk, b*tch

[verse 2]
huh, how much longer we got to go? huh
n*gga run out of time, we up h*lla bodies on the score, huh
f*ck with a ho last week, we was just vibin’, not no more
he a rat, he told, they vouchin’ like he solid, not no more, huh
me and the bro done went through h*ll, we ain’t dyin’ about no ho
i ain’t dyin’ ’bout a b*tch that i know for sure ain’t ridin’, i’m dyin’ for bro
i play for this sh*t, b*tch, i’m my own pilot, let’s fire the coach
tryna cap to the ‘net like she a homebody, b*tch drive the boat
come f*ck with a smacker, i know you tired of p*ssy n*ggas
r be by himself, but he ain’t lackin’, you know he got that whippin’ with him
just served his partner, his bl!ck gone because he took it with him
on some crash sh*t, you can call me a b*tch, homie, but i ain’t rookie with ’em

[chorus]
aw sh*t
i already told that b*tch that sh*t o*v, she callin’
n*gga can’t wait to see us off the court, we ballin’
this rappin’ sh*t don’t work, a n*gga still got dog sh*t
it be the small sh*t
just tryna suck my tip, b*tch, eat it all, b*tch
b*tch, i’m a grown*ass man, when you suck, don’t forget the b*lls, b*tch
been on some young*n*gga sh*t, i’m ridin’ ’round in that ‘hawk, b*tch

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