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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Raq baby
Raq baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Brian Bedford
Brian Bedford
Songwriter
Lamar Alexidor
Lamar Alexidor
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xair
Xair
Producer
Joseph Donahue
Joseph Donahue
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Come do it
No cap, this should be the realest shit you listened to, **** (Xairr, let me get that motherfucker)
Yeah, brrt
Huh, it ain't what it seem, rap shit harder than what you think
Huh, I got me a picture, it's harder than what you painted
Sad as fuck, I gotta keep me a gun, this shit get dangerous
Goin' through, pour up some lean, I feel like Bourne
Shit goin' on, I'm only 20, wonder if it just begun
Gotta earn us a mil' to see my son
Gotta work extra hard if I want number one
Yeah, say when I see you, I know it's on site too, you know I be keepin' my pipe too
Got Alyssa devil on my shoulder, gettin' left over, I never liked you
It's a young **** summer, **** sit back
Magician, we equip hats, I got blitz, lil' ****, get back
Never been the type to play with no ****, he tryin' to sit on the shitbag
Got a extra gen, keep safe with a ****, I know I don't be trustin' no KRISS Vect'
And I don't be havin' to pape' for a ****, to keep havin' blitz check
Lil' bro want a gen, well, take that then, you know you can get that
Huh, see a lil' bitch I be likin', I might just say hello
Ay, hello, hello
Huh, hello, ay, say hello
Huh, hello, huh, I know you hear me
Huh, love when I spit on it, take it out, put it in, know you feel me, girl
Back in the days of slavery, if I ain't make it, was you gon' steal me, girl?
Ice I got ain't stock, it's brr, it's knots, it turns
You not the ho for a **** and you not, the third
Yeah, huh, brrt
Know you be feelin' me, huh, I know you be feelin' me, girl
Know you be feelin' me, huh, when I be killin' it, girl
I know you be feelin' me, girl, when I be reelin' you in
These **** be makin' me mad, you send me a lo', so I bend
Keep these hos up out our business, how they know the los we spinned
Believe in God, might not be a Christian, only a few, I don't know what you mean
I got 33, I don't know, I been pimpin', everybody ain't know what you did (brrt, brrt, brrt, yeah)
Uh, it ain't what it seem, rap shit harder than what you think
Huh, I got me a picture, it's harder than what you painted
Sad as fuck, I gotta keep me a gun, this shit get dangerous
Goin' through, pour up some lean, I feel like Bourne
Shit goin' on, I'm only 20, wonder if it just begun
Gotta earn us a mil' to see my son
Gotta work extra hard if I want number one
Written by: Brian Bedford, Lamar Alexidor
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