Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Notice It, artist - Rara
Date of issue: 09.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Notice It |
Diamond too big and what not to notice it |
These VVS, you know this shit |
Tip on that lean when I pour this shit |
Gelato and Cookie, we blow this shit |
Stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling shit |
You told on your boy, that’s some police shit |
You are all in my field like you no me, shit |
I’m preaching this shit, on some holy shit |
Whip up my dick on some blow me shit |
She had a man, she ain’t told me shit (Yeah) |
Don’t need no shooter, I told this shit (Yeah) |
Balencia Margeiella, I spoke this shit (Yeah) |
Grip on my nut like I wrote this shit (Yeah) |
Knew I would blew up, I spoke this shit |
You got a schedule to see me, you know I’m important |
Run from the police in new pair of Jordans |
She say she pregenant, I made her abort it |
Don’t call me no more, 'till we get it sorted |
And for the time, you tryna go blind |
Shawty pack in, I’m tryna go tryin |
Whippin these vert ain’t, tryna slow down |
Sipping this syrup, I need to ease up |
Head with the balls and all, the pleaser |
We’re too rich for whores to teaser |
Niggas too fake in the world, you need us |
We don’t like you either, my niggas believe us |
I’ma end up like «Fuck y’all niggas» |
Bust one move, we’ll bust y’all niggas |
Why da fuck should a nigga trust y’all niggas? |
All gas haul ass, I done dust y’all niggas |
Diamond too big and what not to notice it |
These VVS, you know this shit |
Tip on that lean when I pour this shit |
Gelato and Cookie, we blow this shit |
Stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling shit |
You told on your boy, that’s some police shit |
You are all in my field like you no me, shit |
I’m preaching this shit, on some holy shit |
Whip up my dick on some blow me shit |
She had a man, she ain’t told me shit (Yeah) |
Don’t need no shooter, I told this shit (Yeah) |
Balencia Margeiella, I spoke this shit (Yeah) |
Grip on my nut like I wrote this shit (Yeah) |
Knew I would blew up, I spoke this shit (Knew it) |
Whipping this bird with no license and |
They biting, I’m blowing up |
I got a big booty blonde in my lap, pussy fantasy strap, she rolling up |
Plotting on slowly tried get murdered |
I’on’t even rap to live, I got work |
Nigga I don’t need a feature on this, I got bars |
See you rap niggas are hoes, act like broads (Actin up) |
Fuck over niggas and fuck they hoes |
Bitch I’m a dawg with a mouth full of gold |
I got a passion for fashion, a act |
Sipping, I’m dripping, I’m saucy, I’m flashy |
My with dope money |
Big bank rolls, I’m blowing dope hoes |
Scream no squeak, we greet with smoke pouring |
We go petite filet & fish bowls (You know) |
Diamond too big and what not to notice it |
These VVS, you know this shit |
Tip on that lean when I pour this shit |
Gelato and Cookie, we blow this shit |
Stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling shit |
You told on your boy, that’s some police shit |
You are all in my field like you no me, shit |
I’m preaching this shit, on some holy shit |
Whip up my dick on some blow me shit |
She had a man, she ain’t told me shit (Yeah) |
Don’t need no shooter, I told this shit (Yeah) |
Balencia Margeiella, I spoke this shit (Yeah) |
Grip on my nut like I wrote this shit (Yeah) |
Knew I would blew up, I spoke this shit (Yeah, huh) |
Cubans on cubans, got hunnids on hunnids, I’m shitting on niggas, |
they see it now |
Jump in this whip, come gobble this dick up |
Cause we know your ass ain’t a vegan |
I’ont know where I should begin |
Me and these pussy ass niggas ain’t speaking |
Rocking this McLaren, rolling this weekend |
Don’t do know polo, that just what we sleeping |
Million dollar meeting wish you could peak-in |
You fly on the wall, bitch I’m the boss |
Grand Hustle, latest and greatest, they hating |
Live in a mansion, and nah I ain’t even made it (You know it) |
I know these niggas some suckers and I know these niggas ain’t writing they own |
shit |
Ain’t had no deal in ten year, and I live how I live and I been had my own shit |
(Pussy) |
Diamond too big and what not to notice it |
These VVS, you know this shit |
Tip on that lean when I pour this shit |
Gelato and Cookie, we blow this shit |
Stuff in the bag, we ain’t rolling shit |
You told on your boy, that’s some police shit |
You are all in my field like you no me, shit |
I’m preaching this shit, on some holy shit |
Whip up my dick on some blow me shit |
She had a man, she ain’t told me shit (Yeah) |
Don’t need no shooter, I told this shit (Yeah) |
Balencia Margeiella, I spoke this shit (Yeah) |
Grip on my nut like I wrote this shit (Yeah) |
Knew I would blew up, I spoke this shit (Yeah, huh) |