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lil rae - start a band كلمات أغنية

[intro]
(man, cetti, what the f_ck, n_gga?)
(jai on the beat)

[verse]
they keep sayin’ the wrong sh_t, that’s why they dyin’
talkin’ ’bout you upped the score, thug, why the h_ll you lyin’?
fiend for the money, coa, i gotta try (gotta get it any way)
got your brother hit the same day, oh, now you quiet? (and that’s on god)
postin’ guns get you indicted
i would’ve gave y’all a better life than joe biden
my b_tch like a candy grape, that’s how i like it (that’s how i what?)
hard on the outside, but it’s sweet inside it
must wanna have my kids the way you ridin’ me (on god)
we hotbox the car with dead opps, they fryin’ mе
better not get in my way, gon’ gеt put behind me
when this band get took off my leg, want you to find me (come on)
we need to start a band, we pulled up five deep (on gang)
with drums on every stick, you’d think we chinese (man, come on)
i started my own label, now they screamin’, “sign me”
you can catch me right there where they overlooked rae, sign me
thought sh_t was sweet around this way, got hit with drac’, i tried to tell you
i’m off this rp 20, i ain’t gotta time to play, i’m tryna nail you
want me to send it to you, cash your app or pay you, i could zelle you
ain’t tryna let me be the president, f_ck that, i’ll be the mayor
so much ice around my wrist, this b_tch look like a glacier
blue tips inside a baby arp, thought it was tracers
caught him runnin’ up and made him stop like pg on the pacers
rick owens with the baggy jeans to match, i’m havin’ flavor
where the motion at? save all the cap for the ones who can’t tell
we gon’ see who drop the most tonight, fill his car up with sh_lls
catch a n_gga while he gettin’ his food, can’t go to taco bell
mom dukes don’t like the way i talk, already know i’m goin’ to h_ll
[outro]
ycoe
and f_ck all these n_ggas, man, sh_t
ycoe
come here, come on

- lil rae

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