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26ar - raise the rate lyrics

[intro]
(luca on the track)
kd
i do not— (yoz, what you tellin’ me?)
(ayo, eli, what the f+ck?)
i do not rap but i really get busy

[chorus]
all of the sh+t i been through
can’t tell you, might have to k!ll you (might have to k!ll you)
don’t get around me shaking your hips
that’s weird, n+gga, i don’t feel you (you just a weirdo)
sad thing is that you don’t f+ck with them but you from there
i’ma k!ll you (bah)
only so long a n+gga can fake it
show everybody the real you (the real you)

[post+chorus]
how you gangster? you spat in the wind (spat)
why would you go and just tell on your friend? (nuh+uh)
not from bronx, but i’m setting the trend (yeah)
no less than four in the whip when we bend (skrrt, skrrt)
let a n+gga take my jewels (you gotta be kidding mе)
you know how much money i spent? (huh)
you know how much shots i’ma send? (what?)
you know how much blocks i’ma bеnd? (grrt, boom)
[verse]
drench, we raising the rate (drench)
face shots if he raising the rakes (drench)
bet he change with the gleesh in his face (yeah)
get the drop and we shoot up his place (skrrt)
bro like new opp’, n+gga, you late (that’s a new one)
if you play with us, you get a date (boy)
if it’s beef, you can’t go on a date (come here)
if we catch him, it’s brains on his plate (bah)
yeah, that n+gga food, tell him eat that (he food)
take somethin’ from me, better keep that (he better keep that)
when i locate his block, i’ma creep that (bah)
i ain’t dead and they know where i be at (bah, bah, bah)
that’s my mood (mood), ’cause they ain’t on sh+t (uh+uh)
we find his crib and we make ’em move (get out)
make ya neighbors don’t like you (p+ssy)
find somewhere to live (ah)
why would you play and you know what it give? (you know what it give)
if we argue, you know what it is (don’t play wit’ me)
that’s ya b+tch? why i’m all in her ribs? (why i’m all in her ribs?)
gave me the drop ’cause she feeling the rizz (she feeling the rizz)
plenty of shootouts, i leave n+ggas drid (bah)
make n+ggas poof, call me a wiz’ (a wiz’)
that n+gga dance, he just a kid (a kid)
i make n+ggas dance with this—, bah, bah, bah, bah (grrah)
[chorus]
all of the sh+t i been through
can’t tell you, might have to k!ll you (might have to k!ll you)
don’t get around me shaking your hips
that’s weird, n+gga, i don’t feel you (you just a weirdo)
sad thing is that you don’t f+ck with them but you from there
i’ma k!ll you (bah)
only so long a n+gga can fake it
show everybody the real you (the real you)

[outro]
grrt
grrt+grrt
grrt+grrt

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