~o___o~ / rave - neawhy lyrics
[chorus]
pull up, we’re jamming, we be getting dumb at the point when the rave getting crazier than ever
b*tch bout to f*ck, and that b*tch bout to f*ck and be sucking my d*ck * she discovered new flavor
money just be lifting weights, it got timing for this, it just may have been gone to the training
i just be not giving f*ck, got no timing for this, i just might have been gone to the jackey
we just done f*cking, bout to skrrt on my truckey
dead people walking like another rave’s upcoming
that potion’s deadly and it come inside my body
that money big and it can’t fit inside my pocket
(have you even t*) have you even tried? (huh?)
all these kids annoying, i just let them live their life (huh?)
told you this just for a once, it feel like millionth time (motherf*ckin’ milli’)
if sh*t get complicated i ain’t ever switching side (no*no*no)
doing better than what you be calling “great”, i jump in rave
what the f*ck did you just say? repeat that when we’re face to face
they ask what is on my feet * rick owens with the widest lace
rappers are motherf*cking chips to me * i’d better call them lay’s
pull up, we jamming, we be getting dumb at the point when the rave getting crazier than ever
b*tch bout to f*ck, and that b*tch bout to f*ck and be sucking my d*ck * she discovered new flavor
money just be lifting weights, it got timing for this, it just may have been gone to the training
i just be not giving f*ck, got no timing for this, i just might have been gone to the jackey
[verse]
jump out the truck, jump out the truck
i got bl!cky, i got glocky, got some b*tches suck
they not slimy, they just sticky, i dont give no f*ck
if you break my trust, i promise, you will never rock
can’t be like this, like this
you rap bout your shooters but i guess that they just always miss
your blunt doesn’t even seem like real, look how we’re smoking tree
it is me against entire world, you are here just to tease
[chorus]
pull up, we’re jamming, we be getting dumb at the point when the rave getting crazier than ever
b*tch bout to f*ck, and that b*tch bout to f*ck and be sucking my d*ck * she discovered new flavor
money just be lifting weights, it got timing for this, it just may have been gone to the training
i just be not giving f*ck, got no timing for this, i just might have been gone to the jackey
we just done f*cking, bout to skrrt on my truckey
dead people walking like another rave’s upcoming
that potion’s deadly and it come inside my body
that money big and it can’t fit inside my pocket
(have you even t*) have you even tried? (huh?)
all these kids annoying, i just let them live their life (huh?)
told you this just for a once, it feel like millionth time (motherf*ckin’ milli’)
if sh*t get complicated i ain’t ever switching side (no*no*no)
doing better than what you be calling “great”, i jump in rave (ooh)
what the f*ck did you just say? repeat that when we’re face to face
they ask what is on my feet * rick owens with the widest lace
rappers are motherf*cking chips to me * i’d better call them lay’s
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