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retch - nah fr lyrics

[intro]
cook that sh-t up, quay

[pre-chorus]
huh, i’m in the trap with givenchy
i’m in the trap, chopper give him an auntie, whoa
pray that the people don’t find me, whoa, uh, huh
lot of my people got bodies, we ain’t gon’ tweet at n-body
we just gon’ pull up and shoot up the party
i got my crew in the lobby
one of my first ones got hit with a shotty

[chorus]
nah, for real
came out the street
grew up, they thought that we knew i was rabid, trappin’ for real
nah, for real
n-gg-s ain’t street
ain’t been no homis, n-gg-, it ain’t been no clappin’
nah, for real
maison my feet
louis v all on my t, i be dipped that fashion, for real
nah, for real
f-ck hoes by the three
they p-ssin’ the flee, yeah, the sandals, you n-gg-s be actors for real

[verse]
hidin’ out in traffic, i’m tryna run up my rackades, i’m on the grind for real
thirty on my nine, i did a whole ‘nother time, ain’t got no time to chill
don’t do ciroc, i’m sippin’ plenty of wock’, thinkin’ we pop the seal
high school, the boys came to book me at lunch
no the sh-t ain’t no fun, i was hot, for real
ask where you goin’, i really ran that sh-t down, been gettin’ guap for real
sh-t ain’t no joke, heavy in the city, we go, swervin’ them droughts, for real
talkin’ that sh-t, we just gon’ pull up with sticks, ain’t tryna box for real
motherf-ck a tweet, b-tch, keep that sh-t in the street, you can get shot for real

- retch lyrics

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