lirik lagu raise the rate – youngboy never broke again
[intro]
ayy, what up? yeah, f*ck that
ayy, you already know how we rock, b*tch as n*gga
(tay keith, f*ck these n*ggas up)
whatchu’ want do?
[chorus]
ever seen a youngin’ pull up dumpin’ out a wraith?
get that up out the safe and shoot him in his face, oh cmon
p*ssy n*gga actin’ stupid, put him in his place
tote that choppa, i’ma shoot it ’till the metal break
i don’t f*ck with all these rappers, most these n*ggas fake
i hop out with that glizzy in the a just like i’m td jakes
b*tch, i be that n*gga screamin’ “murda, f*ckin’ raise the rate”
i just put a hundred on that drac’, now n*gga less they take
i drawl down, shake the room, come here, b*tch don’t move
tryna leave it in my truеs, walk out with blood on my shoes
thought i wasn’t gon’ catch you, you a f*ckin’ fool
bangin’, let it in with boom, bet you wish you had a tool
hold on, f*ck that n*gga, catch ‘еm, better bust that n*gga, uh
heard these n*ggas mad, b*tch, i know they love that n*gga
[chorus]
ever seen a youngin’ pull up dumpin’ out a wraith?
get that up out the safe and shoot him in his face, oh cmon
p*ssy n*gga actin’ stupid, put him in his place
tote that choppa, i’ma shoot it ’till the metal break
i don’t f*ck with all these rappers, most these n*ggas fake
i hop out with that glizzy in the a just like i’m td jakes
b*tch, i be that n*gga screamin’ “murda, f*ckin’ raise the rate”
i just put a hundred on that drac’, now n*gga less they take
i drawl down, shake the room, come here, b*tch don’t move
tryna leave it in my trues, walk out with blood on my shoes
thought i wasn’t gon’ catch you, you a f*ckin’ fool
bangin’, let it in with boom, bet you wish you had a tool
hold on, f*ck that n*gga, catch ‘em, better bust that n*gga, uh
heard these n*ggas mad, b*tch, i know they love that n*gga
[chorus]
ever seen a youngin’ pull up dumpin’ out a wraith?
get that up out the safe and shoot him in his face, oh cmon
p*ssy n*gga actin’ stupid, put him in his place
tote that choppa, i’ma shoot it ’till the metal break
i don’t f*ck with all these rappers, most these n*ggas fake
i hop out with that glizzy in the a just like i’m td jakes
b*tch, i be that n*gga screamin’ “murda, f*ckin’ raise the rate”
i just put a hundred on that drac’, now n*gga less they take
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