wanski - raw lyrics
[pt. 1]
[verse 1]
everybody k!llers round this b+tch, f+ck going on?
if i don’t make a 20 in this fit, i ain’t going home
my ex+b+tch mad at the kid i done did her bold
might as well sn+tch your sh+t off, n+ggas living wrong. (lame)
b+tch i ain’t got a car, but a n+gga froze. (ice)
take a hundred grams of soft, and i get it gone
you the man in black, i’m the man with pole
i don’t trust a soul living, so i live alone
cameras on the flat, i’ll see you if you trying it
put the city on my back like i’m climbing
you don’t see us in the club, all you see is all diamonds
and when them boys slide, all you see is all choppas, we rain sh+t
b+tch we coming k!ll, no back and forward on that lame sh+t. (naw, at all)
you know wanski, i’m stuck on the same sh+t. (dog)
middle of the pandemic got a n+gga doing fraud
i want you dead now i’m putting this b+tch on you in the mall
r.i.p the guys, free my n+ggas off the yard (hah, f+ck it)
[pt. 2]
[intro]
r+r+rell on thе track
[verse 2]
knew my time was coming, i just had to wait
i was f+cked up back thеn, now i’m having pape
looking at my lil kit, yeah this a crazy play
just like the food on the plate get you scr+ped away
lookin in my rta’s tryna find what i made today
a hundred grits gone, i ain’t ate today
don’t play with one of mines, know we hate to play
everybody dying this sh+t ain’t a game
yo b+tch she with me, cause i ain’t a lame
the bus route hot, no rental, ima take the train
i done lost nuski to some kids, this sh+t ain’t the same
i just wanna beef, f+ck the bullsh+t
realer than real you know i rep it to the fullest
ride around with a fully
just know i’m gone and cooking if they ever try to cook me
know i’m getting low if they every try to book me
know wanski out the way, with a bag pushing
mask on, mask off b+tch i’m in the lab cooking
you can never talk down, you got bad p+ssy
go play them broke games with them, i was never broke
indicted bro in mt, i’ll never go
i’ll bring all my people back if i can make a wish
first round, new town, ima take a split
i was made for this
i get paid for this
looking in my rta’s tryna find what i made today
a hundred grits gone, i ain’t ate today
everybody dying this sh+t ain’t a game
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