Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Raw , by - Smino. Song from the album S!ck S!ck S!ck, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 30.11.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Zero Fatigue
Song language: English
Raw |
| I’m rollin round in disbelief |
| My Garcia Vega |
| Hold my weed |
| Them swisher sweets are not for me anymore |
| Apparently I lost my cap |
| My head I bought the strap and stabbed without the contraception |
| Fuck I be on |
| Chasing bread to relish in the moment |
| Still be playing catch up out here giving hoes the raw polish, whoa |
| I really need to turtle down |
| Unheard of |
| My new bitch booty need a girdle |
| My new shit sound like years of rehearsal |
| Got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off |
| You so fucking raw, aw, damn—now we fucking raw |
| Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo' draws |
| Oh, my God—you just made me miss my ride, shit, one more time |
| You got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off |
| You so fucking raw, aw, damn—now we fucking raw |
| Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo' draws |
| Oh, my God—you just made me miss my ride |
| I guess I can stay a little longer |
| Just a little more |
| We ran outta weed—go grab a little more |
| I used my last raincoat |
| She say, «It's pouring» |
| Oh, my God— so much more to the story, yeah |
| I can’t help myself |
| Sometimes I can’t help myself |
| That thang a water-park like every time I slide thru, slide thru |
| Taking Lyfts at 4am to lift my spirits |
| I don’t think you hear me |
| Spending every dime on my mood, my mood |
| Aw It’s lit |
| Hot night in Chicago |
| White lights at the front doe |
| You know I just fell back from some real shit |
| Tryna heal quick |
| Shit, Guess it’s your turn to talk doe |
| On the mic at the night show |
| Little spit and a little lip |
| Cue the bright lights on that ass doe |
| Maybe we last |
| Maybe we fuck and we learn (Oh Yeah) |
| Girl if we crash |
| We gon' have to let it burn (Yeah) |
| And if they find that black box |
| They gone hear El Capitan giving you back shots |
| In the cockpit |
| Slopped |
| Drank a 5th now it’s |
| 5 O’clock on the dot |
| I’m hitting yo spot |
| Rubbing them cheeks |
| When I slide inside of this |
| Sound like the Mac and the cheese |
| I need a better diet |
| Really, cuz u really got me |
| Got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off |
| You so fucking raw, aw, damn—now we fucking raw |
| Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo' draws |
| Oh, my God—you just made me miss my ride, shit, one more time |
| You got me ducking o-o-off, yeah, ducking off |
| You so fucking raw, aw, damn—now we fucking raw |
| Drop my fucking jaw, then drop off in yo' draws |
| Oh, my God—you just made me miss my ride |
| I guess I can stay a little longer |
| Just a little more |
| We ran outta weed—go grab a little more |
| I used my last raincoat |
| She say, «It's pouring» |
| Oh, my God—that's the end of the story, yeah |