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exotic trips - rawood & bandgang masoe lyrics

[intro: rawood]
(ooh, sh*t, that’s a danny g beat)
you ready?
you ready then?

[verse 1: bandgang masoe & rawood]
a maserati
get money, f*ck wholesale ‘bows, this sh*t a hobby
i got your b*tch in the room, twenty hoes in the lobby
i’m in that trackhawk goin’ fast, ricky and bobby
all these n*ggas hate me and gang ’cause we poppin’ probably (ayy, ayy)

[verse 2: rawood]
pour a six of red up, i turn right into a zombie
i could up sixty racks, i’m not even bein’ c*cky
they like, “wood, what’s the word? why you always talkin’ choppy?”
’cause my passenger a bad b*tch, i think her name was bonnie

[verse 3: bandgang masoe & rawood]
last time we hit the club, bro called something a body
this new sh*t’ll turn six to nine, shotty
finna spin, she called thе striker meg, it’s a hottie
this icy*ass watch balboa but it’s rocky, n*gga, monеy (ayy, ayy)

[verse 4: rawood]
we be choppin’ down ‘bows, don’t know sh*t about karate
ain’t n0body seen a thing, all them memories is foggy
i’m eatin’ ’85 waygu, i’m sippin’ on some saki
eyes cryin’, goin’ fast as h*ll on a kawasaki
[verse 5: bandgang masoe & rawood]
see, i’m a different n*gga when i’m p*ssed off, let the k rip off
a n*gga touch me, he dyin’, i’m fentanyl
these size eights, you in a size six, i don’t fit y’all
wrong move, get his ass twisted like kris kross
it’s me and woods, you know this sh*t raw, b*tch, we big dogs
we sell ’em by the hundreds, n*gga, what you call gettin’ off?
this trx soundin’ like a plane finna lift off
my favorite opp died (ayy), godd*mn, i’ma miss dog
money

[verse 6: rawood]
i’ma miss dog, the way she suckin’ it, i can’t be p*ssed off
if i’m lyin’ ’bout havin’ pape’ then you can cut my wrist off
i don’t give a f*ck about the tab, bring me kristov
i don’t like the way bro was lookin’, sent the l!ck, dog
ayy, we the real deal
i’m gettin’ money, why you cryin’ over spilled milk?
my mans bought a gt3, i took it for a quick thrill
i gave this b*tch a plan b, now what you call a chill pill, ho?
hahaha, hahaha
ahh, yeah, ayy

- rawood bandgang masoe lyrics

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