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chief keef - raw lyrics

[intro]
raw
(aye sosa)
raw
(i’ve seen your girl man, that sh-t raw as h-ll man)
raw
(got 5 iphones?)
raw, raw
(that sh-t raw)
raw, raw, raw
(you got 3 guns, again? which one you good at?)
(oh yeah, that sh-t raw)

[hook]
i got a bad b-tch, she raw
i got a mac-10, he raw
walk in the mall like coach (?) and we ball
it’s me and ben franklin and my b-tch think we tall
huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
remember i was off a 4 and my fans seen me fall
it’s like he ain’t give a f-ck cause he raw
these n-gg-s ain’t raw, nah
[verse 1]
just got a bmw m6 and he raw
don’t make me use the stick shift and leave y’all
b-tch in the whip, she like “how you ain’t let down the window”
this sh-t raw, all y’all
a bunch of c-ke, a bunch of boats
this sh-t you got on is fake, it ain’t right
like hot sauce on a hot dog
‘member eating roman noodles
now i buy what i want to
my b-tch got a -ss, she raw too
she mad cause she can’t do what she want to (h-ll naw)
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 n-gg- cpr
got some raw guns, give a n-gg- cpr
see me kill the screen, we’ll cut your tv off
see me kill the screen, we’ll cut your tv off
sosa, how big is your house? it’s 6 thousand
square feet, 6 bedrooms and 10 different bathrooms
so i sh-t where i want to
and i know i’m raw because i know that i want to

[verse 2]
raw, raw, raw, raw, raw
n-gg-, you don’t wanna buy you whatever you want, want, want, want, want
sosa, your car is raw, raw, raw, raw, raw
when i pull off and that b-tch is like raw, raw, raw, raw, raw
only thing gone kill me is a puff, a puff, a puff, a puff, a puff
you ain’t smoking on cali, boy, it ain’t no loud, b-tch, shut the f-ck up
take a look around my house it’s glocks, and blunts, and glocks, and blunts, and blunts
tryna come up in here, we gon’ paint your -ss 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 sh-t she love and then hate me
but i still do it for my baby
child support sh-t, it don’t faze me
cause i get cakey
i go a lot of placeys
i got accountants and agents
give my n-gg-s raw guns, b-tch, they spraying

[hook]
i got a bad b-tch, she raw
i got a mac-10, he raw
walk in the mall like coach (?) and we ball
it’s me and ben franklin and my b-tch think we tall
huh, huh, 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 f-ck cause he raw
these n-gg-s ain’t raw, nah

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