Текст песни RAW - 21 K

21K, let's go, uh
Look, I'm a rapper, y'all some singers, let's just get it right
My dawgs is bitches, they don't bark because they bound to bite
And if they slide with this glick, they ain't tryna fight

Like, here's your t-shirt, here's your corner, here's your candlelight
And I ain't missin' with this glick and I can't trip over a chick
Y'all niggas really make me sick, I wouldn't touch y'all with a stick
I told Joe, let's hit a lick and he was plottin' on your whip

And I was plottin' on your chips and we was plottin' on your bitch
Like, ha-ha, look who's mad
Why you hate on a nigga cause my bitch is bad
Why you hate on a nigga cause my whip is rad

Or is it cause my pockets don't subtract, just add
I started feelin' myself, these niggas killin' theyself
I started stackin' spendin', then I started clearin' the shelf
I did my taxes, then my tax return expanded my wealth

I lock my bracket, they attack if they can't hurt my health
Like, one, two, what you wanna do
Like, three, four, call up me a whore
Like, five, six, play with this glick

If you ain't about money, ho, suck my dick

I NEED THOTIANNA WANNA FUCK TATIANA ON BOAT

Yeah, I fuck Brianna and I fuck Vianna, I'm the goat
Yeah, they super sliders or I slip inside them watch me float
No can't stay too long, won't stay too long, bitch, wear my coat

I'm a rugrat cause I keep a Tommy, bitch, it's in my Tommy
Do the dash, I'm all up in the Johnny, got this gas from Donny
I'm a green machine, shout out Ronnie, makin' films like vonnie
Bustin' a Birkin, bitch, and she built like Armani

Ha-ha, let's go, bro
Yeah, we boutta run this joint
Blitz these niggas, blitz these niggas
BBM, let's go, Joe

Uh, I fucked a Blondie, that's another body
She nowhere to find me, look like Molly, but she not no Hannah
She look like a thotty, come and try me
Got Bro right beside me and he got a tommy
And there's missiles shootin' out this Glock
Please don't ever try me, we outside and, bitch, we up in traffic
We was never hidin', money bulgin' right up out the jeans
Rollie flash like diamonds, and these forces, they bout white as coke

Run stick, I'm be flyin', think I'm lyin', that's her brother Ryan
Leave that pussy cryin' and she borin
Left a nigga snorin', but that's not my issue
Call the Uber, took her to the crib, and that's how I dismiss you

I won't kiss you, but I ain't gon' miss you
Psych bitch, I'll dissed you
Twenty-one, yeah, he right by my side, bullets would dismiss you
BBM, yeah, they my day-one niggas, MARC might go and blitz you

HIZZY in the cut, he rollin' dootie, I couldn't forget you
We ain't pourin', lean up in this cup, Henny in my system
Yeah, we licked him, we got out and drenched him
Holla, tits ain't missin', pussy

Yeah, y'all thought it was fuckin' over
Y'all niggas was safe for a little too long
Twenty-one, that's my brother right there, don't get it fuckin' confused
I ain't got nothin' else to say

I ain't got nothin' else to say