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Raw

 

Raw

(album: S!ck S!ck S!ck - 2016)


Right now I'm (uh)
I'm rollin round in disbelief
My Garcia Vega
Hold my weed
Them swisher sweets are not for me anymore
Apparently I lost my cap
My head I bought the strap and stabbed without the contraception
Fuck I be on
Chasing bread to relish in the moment
Still be playing catch up out here giving hoes the raw polish, whoa
I really need to turtle down
Unheard of my new bitch booty need a girdle
My new shit sound like years of rehearsal

Got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off
You so fucking raw, aw damn, now we fucking raw
Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo draws
Oh my God, you just made me miss my ride
Shit one time
You got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off
You so fucking raw, aw damn, now we fucking raw
Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo draws
Oh my God, you just made me miss my ride

I guess I can stay a little longer
Just a little more
We ran outta weed, go grab a little more
I used my last raincoat
She say it's pouring
Oh my God, so much more to the story

I can't help myself
Sometimes I can't help myself
That thang a water-park like every time I slide thru, slide thru
Taking Lyfts at 4am to lift my spirits
I don't think you hear me
Spending every dime on my mood, my mood
Aw it's lit
Hot night in Chicago
White lights at the front doe
You know I just fell back from some real shit
Tryna heal quick
Shit, Guess it's your turn to talk doe
On the mic at the night show
Little spit and a little lip
Cue the bright lights on that ass doe
Maybe we last
Maybe we fuck and we learn (oh yeah)
Girl if we crash
We gone have to let it burn (yeah)
And if they find that black box
They gone hear El Capitan giving you back shots
In the cockpit
Slopped
Drank a 5th now it's
5 O'clock on the dot
I'm hitting yo spot
Rubbing them cheeks
When I slide inside of this
Sound like the Mac and the cheese
I need a better diet
Really, cuz you really got me

Got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off
You so fucking raw, aw damn, now we fucking raw
Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo draws
Oh my God, you just made me miss my ride
Shit one time
You got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off
You so fucking raw, aw damn, now we fucking raw
Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo draws
Oh my God, you just made me miss my ride

I guess I can stay a little longer
Just a little more
We ran outta weed, go grab a little more
I used my last raincoat
She say it's pouring
Oh my God that's the end of the story, yeah

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