"Raf trench" lyrics
M-m—
M-m—
M-m—
M—
Money, money, money
Gotta go hard, can't take breaks, Goyard hold shit like a crate
In the back of the 'Bach, counting cake
We got ode guns in the place
Drop some racks, drop some racks on my bae
Just don't play my heart like a game
I'ma shoot like it's Pistons, like Cade
I poured a four, I was sleep for a day
Dropped out of school, give a fuck about an A
Backwood hittin', my chest cave
Ball Hog, I'm so brave (I'm so brave)
Yeah, you know I'm finna dunk, so why would you get in the way? (So why would you get in the way?)
I'm loving her swag, she pop out, she slay (She slay)
Don't got a stick? Get knocked out, we don't play (Get knocked out, we don't play)
Yeah, she throwing that wham, she boxed out, oh yeah (She boxed out, oh yeah)
We don't fuck with you, you get cropped out, you get no credit, yeah (You get no credit)
Paris Fashion Week, we hop out the Benz (We hop out the Benz)
Twin just did his first runway, he'll do it again
Yeah, I'm tryna cop Raf trench
Baow, I shoot like I got a Zen
Blatt, I'm with my motherfuckin' twin
Strats, you know Lil Tec' gon' win
My pockets, you know they hittin' the gym
Pick a side, yeah, don't be on no fence
Gotta go hard, can't take breaks, Goyard hold shit like a crate
In the back of the 'Bach, counting cake
We got ode guns in the place
Drop some racks, drop some racks on my bae
Just don't play my heart like a game
I'ma shoot like it's Pistons, like Cade
I poured a four, I was sleep for a day
Dropped out of school, give a fuck about an A
Backwood hitting, my chest cave
Ball Hog, I'm so brave (I'm so brave)
Yeah, you know I'm finna dunk so why would you get in the way? (So why would you get in the way?)
I'm loving her swag, she pop out, she slay (She slay)
Don't got a stick? Get knocked out, we don't play (Get knocked out, we don't play)
Yeah, she throwing that wham, she boxed out, oh yeah (She boxed out, oh yeah)
M-m—
M-m—
M-m—
M-m—
M—
Money, money, money
Gotta go hard, can't take breaks, Goyard hold shit like a crate
In the back of the 'Bach, counting cake
We got ode guns in the place
Drop some racks, drop some racks on my bae
Just don't play my heart like a game
I'ma shoot like it's Pistons, like Cade
I poured a four, I was sleep for a day
Dropped out of school, give a fuck about an A
Backwood hittin', my chest cave
Ball Hog, I'm so brave (I'm so brave)
Yeah, you know I'm finna dunk, so why would you get in the way? (So why would you get in the way?)
I'm loving her swag, she pop out, she slay (She slay)
Don't got a stick? Get knocked out, we don't play (Get knocked out, we don't play)
Yeah, she throwing that wham, she boxed out, oh yeah (She boxed out, oh yeah)
We don't fuck with you, you get cropped out, you get no credit, yeah (You get no credit)
Paris Fashion Week, we hop out the Benz (We hop out the Benz)
Twin just did his first runway, he'll do it again
Yeah, I'm tryna cop Raf trench
Baow, I shoot like I got a Zen
Blatt, I'm with my motherfuckin' twin
Strats, you know Lil Tec' gon' win
My pockets, you know they hittin' the gym
Pick a side, yeah, don't be on no fence
Gotta go hard, can't take breaks, Goyard hold shit like a crate
In the back of the 'Bach, counting cake
We got ode guns in the place
Drop some racks, drop some racks on my bae
Just don't play my heart like a game
I'ma shoot like it's Pistons, like Cade
I poured a four, I was sleep for a day
Dropped out of school, give a fuck about an A
Backwood hitting, my chest cave
Ball Hog, I'm so brave (I'm so brave)
Yeah, you know I'm finna dunk so why would you get in the way? (So why would you get in the way?)
I'm loving her swag, she pop out, she slay (She slay)
Don't got a stick? Get knocked out, we don't play (Get knocked out, we don't play)
Yeah, she throwing that wham, she boxed out, oh yeah (She boxed out, oh yeah)
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