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kinshins rayn - rayn302 ft yama lyrics

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whole lot of, whole lot of red
(aye)

[verse 1: 302rayn]
whole lot of red (aye)
whole lot of blue
the shadows are feds (wait)
so don’t let it fool you

turn up heavy for the rest
plate
quarter bently for the blind
date
ben grimm with a rock (aye)
ninety*nine for the hops (wait)

you cannot stop (wait)
opps (aye)
hold up wait that drop top
now i’m just cruising off
the road

you can’t stop that
games
pull up on him wit a plane
shoot him down like i’m
fox five, forty*six nick
in the lane
swerving off up in a drip
to dab
switch it up into a moonwalk
now i’m touching off the
top dome

“oh wait” that’s a moon talk
with the gravity is on zero, zero
point five
now i’m just floating in the air
like a m*th*f*cka
lifted up or flipped a dime

oh wait there ya fate
flippin like i’m 2 face
revolver in my hand with
a half of a new fate

now i’m just on this sh*t
like white on rice, on a
glass of milk
in a paper plate in a
m*th*f*cking snowstorm

you can hear the f*cking
roll
when im rolling down the
street
in a old new whip that is sauce
and i’m not talking about an
open cut on your knees now

you just itching on your neck
like some fleas

you need a color (aye)
you need a dollar (aye)
no way you hustle man
let me get a dollar (aye)

stacking on the plate
while i’m sealing on your fate
this some kabuto re*anime
edo tensei

oh wait
now im just flowing off a
new wave
how i’m just snapping off
my dome
for ya new sake

for that generation yes i
put my right fist in the air
and i’m rocking out
hold up wait the flair
god d*mn
(whoa 2x)

god d*mn

now i’m switching up
the fate
god d*mn
now i’m stacking up my
plate
like it’s thanksgiving clapbacks
how you saying that

[verse 1: lil’ yama]
you f*ck with my brother
your gonna get whacked
you f*ck with my brother
you turn into splat

she’s whipping my nose
she’s calling me slatt
these n*ggas be p*ssy
like cat in the hat

i’m in the projects they
calling me pat
i’m a real hood n*gga
she know that i’m that
pull up in that nissan
we swerving in that

the way that your talking
its cap in your rap

[ad*lib: “huh what”]

nut on her back
tell that lil b*tch
need to relax
talk to me nice she
suck on my sack
it bounce off her lip
bring it right back

bought a new fit ten racks
on that
f*ck with lil’ yama he
calling the pack
don’t walk in the club without
my strap
and how you running
usain on the track

[ad*lib: “keep on running”]

[verse 2: 302rayn]

i remember back in highschool
was a nerd around
rotc young boy taught to
march and shout
my life then was wack took a
pen to paper flipped it out
now i’m getting money and
some clout

i declare a n*gga up now
plotting on a shutdown
pull up with that negativity
b*tch get the f*ck out
i just want to show my mom
and dad what its all about
just can’t wait to jump up
on the bus and go on tour now

[ad*lib: “hold up wait”]

peter piping pick a
pepping, b*tch go get
the stepping
og maco of the situation
sadly you ain’t guess it
“god d*mn”

[ad*lib: “woah”]

- rayn302 ft yama lyrics

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