Lyrics RX-7 - Lames

RX-7

Ayo, Crxmson
Crxmson
[Chorus: reaptokyo,
Lames
Baby, why you always fuckin' with these lames?
Yeah, you know I’m not the same
Come on, hit this Mary Jane
Got a big fucking drum mag, let the choppa spray
Like, a pretty bullet, proves we ain’t the same
And I’m aimin' at your dome like it’s COD, steady aim
Pour that lean into my cup
Behind the wheel, swervin' lanes
On the highway, shoot this .50
Blast away your fuckin' brains
Twin turbos in my whip, race away without no trace
Baby, why you always fuckin' with these lames?
Yeah, you know I’m not the same
Come on, hit this Mary Jane
Got a big fucking drum mag, let the choppa spray
Like, a pretty bullet, proves we ain’t the same
And I’m aimin' at your dome like it’s COD, steady aim
Pour that lean into my cup
Behind the wheel, swervin' lanes
On the highway, shoot this .50
Blast away your fuckin' brains
Twin turbos in my whip (
Yeah, yeah, yeah
), race away without no trace
Ay, brodi, I know why she fuckin' with the lames
'Cause she all up in my ear, the way I hear her sing my name
But I’m thinkin', why she always out here switchin' lanes?
She could be my Sailor Moon the way she sweet like sugarcane
Hold on, wait, bring it back, I’ll take you on a date
Oh, my brain, the way she movin' help my mental state
Feeling great, me and reap don’t mess 'round with no fakes
Baby, I can take you higher than my highschool GPA
G-GPA, ballers make you dance like it’s GTA
Roll my swerve up on the tray, please pull up and make my day
Don’t mess around with no fakes, hit that corner, use no brakes
Wide body RX-7, with the HKS intakes
Tokyo