Raw

[Intro] Raw (Aye Sosa) Raw (I've seen your girl man, that shit raw as hell man) Raw (Got 5 iPhones?) Raw, raw (That shit raw) Raw, raw, raw (You got 3 guns, again? Which one you good at?) (Oh yeah, that shit raw) [Hook] I got a bad bitch, she raw I got a Mac-10, he raw Walk in the mall like (?) and we ball These men prefer the mall (?) we talk Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh I remember I was off a 4 and my fans seen me fall It's like he dont give a fuck cause he raw These niggas ain't raw, nah [Verse 1] Just got a BMW M6 and he raw Don't make me use the shift stick and leave yall Bitch in the woods, she like (?) that weed off This shit raw A bunch of coke A bunch of boats This shit you got on is fake, it ain't rock Like hot sauce on a hot dog 'Member eatin' roman noodles Now I buy what I want to My bitch got a ass she raw too She mad cause she can't do what she want ( hell nawl ) Baby cause you're raw You Lamborghini raw Girl, you Lamborghini raw My truck cost what a Lamborghini costs My truck cost what a Lamborghini costs I got some raw guns give a nigga CPR (?) we cut your TV off I'll cut your TV off How Big Is Your House? its 6 thousand Square feet 6 bedrooms and 10 different bathrooms So I shit where I want to And I know I'm raw because I know that I want to [Hook] I got a bad bitch, she raw I got a Mac-10, he raw Walk in the mall like (?) and we ball These men prefer the mall (?) we talk Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh I Remember When I Was Off A 4 And My Fans Seen Me Fall It's like he dont give a fuck cause he raw These niggas ain't raw, nah [Verse 2] Nigga don't wanna buy you whatever you want Sosa your Car Is Raw Raw Raw Raw Raw When I Pull Off and the bitch is like raw, raw, raw Only thing gone kill me is a puff, puff, puff You only smokin' on Cali bud It ain't no loud bitch shut the fuck up Take a look around my house it's Glocks, And Blunts , And Glocks , And Blunts , and Glocks Tryna come up in here we gonna paint your ass on a Capri Sun Boy you cross Almighty Sosa you done Do this mac-10 go with my Balenciagas or the 9 With The Ones? I got so many thots for my baby mama Cause she crazy She on that Aaliyah shit she love and hate me But I still do it for my baby Child support shit, it don't faze me Cause I be cakey I go a lot of place I got accountants and agents Give my niggas (?) guns bitch, fastbreakin' [Hook] I got a bad bitch, she raw I got a Mac-10, he raw Walk in the mall like (?) and we ball These men prefer the mall (?) we talk Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh I remember I was off a 4 and my fans seen me fall It's like he dont give a fuck cause he raw These niggas ain't raw, nah