More songs by Raq baby
Description
Main Artist: Raq baby
Main Artist: Lyrical Lemonade
Producer: LOTTO
Composer: Devon Smith
Lyricist: Brian Bedford
Lyrics and translation
Original
See a opp, I seen this bitch straight up in flames. Burn up, burn up.
What nigga tryna get lined up? I stay learnin' new stuff. I'm too quick to let nine off.
I'm tweakin', spill the cup. Not in love with bitches, I take pills.
I wish I could fuck my drugs.
Whisper in her ear, said, "Bitch, if you wanna fuck, I don't want hug. " 'Cause me and the bros hate the police, don't think we came to cuff.
Bought two different Rollies, I'm rich, I turn to bust.
Pop out twenty-twenty-five, bet we don't ride the bus. He gon' die, he try to slide on us.
Get back, bitch, I got the buzz. And I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, chocolate, she a fudge.
We slide for them days and months. He die if he play with us.
Make a opp nigga mama deep fry just to bury him. I know these niggas scared. Pop out on him, he turn Redman.
Let off sticky, hell yeah. Is he dead? Hell yeah.
Tryna get him for cheap, no, but do we got him? Hell yeah. It's trap, ain't talkin' 'bout shit.
I ain't gettin' no whip or dim smear. Front line blowin' with the opps, I seen them on the camera.
Talk that shit, I let off stick, gon' be too much to handle.
Want smoke, then give me answers. Ain't no nigga beat this cancer. Spinnin' through shit, madness.
Kill stations, we gon' ban this.
See a opp, I seen this bitch straight up in flames. Burn up, burn up. What nigga tryna get lined up? I stay learnin' new stuff.
I'm too quick to let nine off. I'm tweakin', spill the cup.
Not in love with bitches, I take pills. I wish I could fuck my drugs.
Whisper in her ear, said, "Bitch, if you wanna fuck, I don't want hug.
" 'Cause me and the bros hate the police, don't think we came to cuff.
Bought two different Rollies, I'm rich, I turn to bust.
Pop out twenty-twenty-five, bet we don't ride the bus.
English translation
See a opp, I seen this bitch straight up in flames. Burn up, burn up.
What nigga tryna get lined up? I stay learnin' new stuff. I'm too quick to let nine off.
I'm tweakin', spill the cup. Not in love with bitches, I take pills.
I wish I could fuck my drugs.
Whisper in her ear, said, "Bitch, if you wanna fuck, I don't want hug. " 'Cause me and the bros hate the police, don't think we came to cuff.
Bought two different Rollies, I'm rich, I turn to bust.
Pop out twenty-twenty-five, bet we don't ride the bus. He gon' die, he try to slide on us.
Get back, bitch, I got the buzz. And I'm ridin' with a bad bitch, chocolate, she a fudge.
We slide for them days and months. He die if he play with us.
Make a opp nigga mama deep fry just to bury him. I know these niggas scared. Pop out on him, he turn Redman.
Let off sticky, hell yeah. Is he dead? Hell yeah.
Tryna get him for cheap, no, but do we got him? Hell yeah. It's trap, ain't talkin' 'bout shit.
I ain't gettin' no whip or dim smear. Front line blowin' with the opps, I seen them on the camera.
Talk that shit, I let off stick, gon' be too much to handle.
Want smoke, then give me answers. Ain't no nigga beat this cancer. Spinnin' through shit, madness.
Kill stations, we gon' ban this.
See a opp, I seen this bitch straight up in flames. Burn up, burn up. What nigga tryna get lined up? I stay learnin' new stuff.
I'm too quick to let nine off. I'm tweakin', spill the cup.
Not in love with bitches, I take pills. I wish I could fuck my drugs.
Whisper in her ear, said, "Bitch, if you wanna fuck, I don't want hug.
" 'Cause me and the bros hate the police, don't think we came to cuff.
Bought two different Rollies, I'm rich, I turn to bust.
Pop out twenty-twenty-five, bet we don't ride the bus.