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kai cenat - lil rae lyrics

[chorus]
come on, it’s f*ck all these n*ggas man lets do it
ycoe
big renegade sh*t
(godd*mn rich)

[verse]
he got outta jail and wanna go make a diss, boy you a b*tch. what happened to that glock 17 lil’ buddy had, we took that sh*t. you know we took his bl!ck, lil’ hoe you already a opp, jus shut the f*ck up take dis d*ck. you want to cry so bad, let’s see how quick we make a f*ckboy famous. n*gga talm ’bout he gon’ sum to lil rt, leave ’em nameless. kickin’ sh*t like that boy sheamus, you know i got my glock(fa fa fa), you know i got my box. quan you is a hoe, q don’t stand on biz. just put a sh*ll catcher on my db can’t want to catch lil twizz. it took time to get in this position, sh*t, i feel like that boy wizz. and dem n*ggas ain’t never stepped on nun, them boys not 2 reckless. rolling bk momma in this wood, this hoe hit strong. yo main b*tch trying to f*ck me, i mixed up lil rell wit this cologne. ain’t never coping out you know what you had said on that li’ phone. you can ask lil’ eli, my first day upstairs i had two poles. get in that box, won’t ever fold, i hop out on feet. man i swear i hate you hoes, put a fye on lil’ meat. f*ck ?, he a grown ass b*tch. lil’ phat, you going six feet, imma put his ass in a ditch, (b*tch). forget the fast money, i’m drowning you boys don’t get no pape. hoe i thought i was saving her, where the h*ll you see a cape? hol up, dude still on that plate. lil’ peanut you ain’t safe. heard his grandma ashes in that b*tch, f*ck it grab that vase. cut his arms and his legs of, let alligators eat em. i ain’t stunting on nun of these n*ggas, in high school used to beat em. i got y stripes on like a zebra, slime life fell off like “adidia’s”. them n*ggas gangsta’s to yall, but too us man all them n*ggas diva’s. take the menace out cho’ name, you ain’t got no hats. i can be f*cked up and be off*point ’cause lil’ trae in the back. won’t never play about lil’ junior, mention that name you get smacked, and all these n*ggas keep watching me, i feel like kai cenat. (lil’ rae you tripping), baby i know it, i told lil’ bigtae he ain’t gotta shoot, ’cause you know imma blow it. if its green i will not pour it, different flows feel like a poet and all my n*ggas saints i’m starting to think we from new orleans, n*gga

[outro]
huh
y’all n*gga know what the f*ck going on
i really can just talk to yall, imma keep everything real man. (huh) these n*ggas sum b*tches, these n*ggas is not grown men, these n*ggas just be, these n*ggas just be putting on a facade fa the net. these n*ggas be wanting to seem hard for these hoes man and these n*ggas, man i’m just being me
godd*mn that opp hit strong asl, i mean these opps dead ass n*ggas
i’m geeked up

- lil rae lyrics

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