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Ayy, niggas be talkin' that bullshit
Talkin' that blah, blah, blah, yeah
These is Raf Simons, I'm just sippin' Wock', yeah
Young nigga been runnin' them laps
Young nigga been on the clock, uh
Pussy nigga try me, he must wanna meet God
These niggas been goin' out bad (Yeah) These niggas been goin' out sad (Yeah)
Takin' your ass on face
I'm just on my last, ayy
Get it out the street, ah
They wishin' they free, ah
I'm striped like a zebra
They don't want no free love
Huh, ayy, that's it (Ayy, that's it), huh, ayy, yeah
Brand new choppa got kick
Lil' nigga try me, swear he get killed (Swear he get killed), huh, ayy
Yeah, that's it (Yeah, that's it), huh, mm, ayy
Nigga cross the gang, on my mama, he get dipped, hmm, yeah
And that's that (And that's that), ayy
Drive the 'Rari all black, drive down he ain't gettin' shit back
You some snakes, nigga, you a rat
Strapped up, nigga, I can't lack
Knock her down, make her lick my sack
Birkin bag, she hold my strap (Strap)
Ayy, niggas be talkin' that bullshit Talkin' that blah, blah, blah (Blah, blah, blah), yeah
These is Raf Simons, I'm just sippin' Wock' (Wock'), yeah
Young nigga been runnin' them laps
Young nigga been on the clock, uh
Pussy nigga try me, he must wanna meet God
Ayy, niggas be talkin' that bullshit
Talkin' that blah, blah, blah, yeah
These is Raf Simons, I'm just sippin' Wock', yeah
Young nigga been runnin' them laps
Young nigga been on the clock, uh
Pussy nigga try me, he must wanna meet God
These niggas been goin' out bad (Yeah) These niggas been goin' out sad (Yeah)
Takin' your ass on face
I'm just on my last, ayy
Get it out the street, ah
They wishin' they free, ah
I'm striped like a zebra
They don't want no free love
Huh, ayy, that's it (Ayy, that's it), huh, ayy, yeah
Brand new choppa got kick
Lil' nigga try me, swear he get killed (Swear he get killed), huh, ayy
Yeah, that's it (Yeah, that's it), huh, mm, ayy
Nigga cross the gang, on my mama, he get dipped, hmm, yeah
And that's that (And that's that), ayy
Drive the 'Rari all black, drive down he ain't gettin' shit back
You some snakes, nigga, you a rat
Strapped up, nigga, I can't lack
Knock her down, make her lick my sack
Birkin bag, she hold my strap (Strap)
Ayy, niggas be talkin' that bullshit Talkin' that blah, blah, blah (Blah, blah, blah), yeah
These is Raf Simons, I'm just sippin' Wock' (Wock'), yeah
Young nigga been runnin' them laps
Young nigga been on the clock, uh
Pussy nigga try me, he must wanna meet God
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