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prai star - right on lyrics

n+gga i pull up again with the gas
when i rap i feel like it a curse
i’m writing more tracks when i’m in a class
the reason i’ll never gon pass
i’ll real gon do what i wanna do
you criticize but you never know
g.o.a.t if you calling me, barely gon stop my sh+t (eyyy yie yaa)

holy’s dropping on me
i’m praying for my enemies (yee yee)
ice froze on my wrist
t is on double gs (yee yee)
cash out for a hour
benjamin give me power (yee)
smoke it up with the gang and i pass goin high i’m tired

shorty is turning red, i think i should put her pride on
n+gga i’m getting payed, all b+tchs holding tight on
she wanna get more brains (aye, aye), switch! hеr mind on
she want a brand new chain(aye, ayе), put! her right on

different colors in pocket, like it a pimp suits in my closet
bad b+tch you are naughty, you need to cool off in my party
horse ride in my journey, motorsport this is a ferrari
hooked up by molly, you in a zone now you wanna sodden
i’m a rarri you wanna ride into my body
you are a birdie you wanna fly me little baddie
you coming and go you in a ride into my road if you twist you k!ll my soul
i’m so f+ck up with this hoes
i’m so tired with this hoes, you know i ain’t toy you wanna play b+tch i ain’t boy

you makin’ a call, you wanna strike me with a ball now i’m the one running out of time, i wanna climb into my prime

now i’m the one running out of time
i wanna climb, i wanna climb into my prime
climb into my prime, now i’m the one
now im the one running out of time

- prai star lyrics

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