Raw ASL

Phew, beep That money counter, nigga Phew Huh, ooh (ooh) Yeah, them big fronts Forgiatos stackin' on my Urus, this bitch Crip walkin' I'm bein' shit if it ain't M's, that's some sense talkin' Shorty see the ice around my neck, she suck the lint off it Big time, for them big niggas, you need a big coffin Sowing purple pints inside a trap like a Prince auction Switch on it, they go, "Bam-bam-bam", sound like the stick talkin' Yeah, I put that shit on all the time, I be big saucin' Get that ho some water 'cause she thirsty, she gon' nottle us We the ones that got the city turnt, that's why they callin' us Big foes, lift the 'Rari up, look like a car truck They don't like to have us at they clubs 'cause we be starting stuff That mean we thumpin' shit .30 hangin' out the baby, feelin' like a monkey wrench She gon' throw the pussy for that cash, my lil' dummy bitch Just for that bag invest in that lil ass And get her tummy fixed (get her tummy fixed) Hmm, yeah, bitch, I'm raw as hell (bitch, I'm raw as hell) Huh, yeah, bitch, I'm raw as hell (bitch, I'm raw as hell) Huh, what? Bitch, I'm raw as hell (bitch, I'm raw as hell) Huh, yeah, bitch, I'm raw (bitch, I'm raw) F*ck around and change my name to Fetty 'Cause I'm raw as hell ('cause I'm raw as hell) Hate them niggas pillow talkin', ho, but that shit far as hell So much dead people in my pocket They might call the 12 (they might call the 12) Open up that safe, put blues in it, stuff from all the jail I like poppin' pills and fuckin' thots But I hate bougie hoes (I hate bougie hoes) Pull it out her mouth and bust a nut all on her Louis clothes Rain money, wait for Truth to close and put a movie on I'm like ridin' Ghost when I be high 'Cause it got cruise control ('cause it got cruise control) Hmm, yeah, I ain't even cruisin', though Flew that ho to London, left the bitch, I just be losin' hoes Did a show, they ain't see me rap, just put my jewelry on Hit her from the side for 'bout an hour 'til her coochie swell Wake up, crack a pipe and pour a cup, then I go back to sleep 762's gon' hit his head and turn his hat to east I been really chillin' on a low, bitch, I ain't rap for weeks Made a couple meals and I got bored And now I'm back to eat (and I'm back to eat) Hmm, yeah, bitch, I'm raw as hell (bitch, I'm raw as hell) Huh, yeah, bitch, I'm raw as hell (bitch, I'm raw as hell) Huh, what? Bitch, I'm raw as hell (bitch, I'm raw as hell) Huh, yeah, bitch, I'm raw