387 Smelly - Raspberries

Ay put that game down, nigga I ain't playing nothing
I heard the opps talk a lot but they ain't sayin' nothing, nigga
This 23 a break a nigga down on cam like JayDa Youngin, nigga
Blowing raspberries, I had hoes blowin' my line down off kik and blackberries
Unky be still be servin' nicks like he fuck with Mariah Carey, nigga
Cuzzo keep it on him everywhere he go, it's open carry, nigga
Ayy, you heard that X-D will box, niggas, but I ain't playin' nothing
Ayy, Brody riding with that yop on him, tryna shred something
I ain't fuckin' with niggas that used to be family, they dead to me
How my dawg got led astray, yeah, that shit hurt, but I ain't shed nothin
Whole gang, sticked up on the block, we tryna jam somethin
Heard he in a journey, midnight, we outside ram hunting
Niggas think I'm showin' love, you getting what my scale determine
Unc ain't get his high was up all night, he said his head hurting
He was tossin' and turnin
dog hear shit outside his window at night cause my mans lurking
remember dawg was pressin' bout that tab, he said his hand burnin
Dump the whole clip and refill it like I'm Elle Varner
Blowin' raspberries again
The boys took my number down, I'm off the Android again
Brody nem be hooping dirty like we bad boys again
My rab said he got the plug on them chops in Pakistan, ayy
I ain't drownin' that water, bitch, I stand in it
Whole time, it's no fronts gang, what you bang nigga
Had to get on my own shit, I ain't worried bout the last nigga
Like My stomach hurtin', school bathroom, I was packin' gas, nigga
Keep one in the head, fuck how many comin' out the mag, nigga
Brody said he got the hook on him, code word, bass, nigga
He done sent so many birds out the crib, he might be half pigeon
Steady packin' gumbo out the pot like mama can't stay out the kitchen
I say put that game down, nigga, I ain't playin' nothin
I heard the opps talk a lot, but they ain't sayin' nothin
This 23, a break a nigga down on cam like Jay Da Youngin
Blowin' raspberries, I had hoes blowin' my line down, off kick and blackberries, nigga
Unky still be servin' nicks like he fuck with Mariah Carey, nigga
Cuzzo keep it on him everywhere he go, it's open carry, nigga
Blowin' raspberries again
Ayy, the boys took my number down, I'm off the Android again
Ayy, and Brody niggas be hoopin' dirty like we bad boys again
My rab said he got the plug on them chops in Pakistan, nigga
I ain't drownin' that water, bitch, I stand in it
Whole time, it's no fronts gang, what you bang nigga
Whole time, it's no fronts gang, what you bang nigga
Whole time, it's no fronts gang, what you bang
Ayy

Written by:
Mel Cooley

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