araabMUZIK - Wraith Talk lyrics

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araabMUZIK - Wraith Talk lyrics

[Intro] Lightin’ up a Cuban cigar down Collins Ave This that type of sh** Saucy, yeah, you know this that It’s that light that Cuban cigar in the Wraith music No excuses I feel marvelous by the way [Verse 1] Look uh, first off, I’m poppin’ n***a, f** all y’all Y’all lucky I don’t let this thing touch all y’all Swavey, uh It’s been a while man, uh Say the name for a n***a greatest ever New Toronto very own, b**h, I made another Made songs ’bout Teyana and Karrueche I should have pulled some fly sh** and had them date each other [Interlude] Lemme talk my sh** I told y’all was gon be a lovely evenin’, I told you This that sh** you just You just smoke an L to and sit the f** back And look at your life like, “Look what I did” [Verse 2] Uh, I run the city in my joggers n***as talkin’ like bloggers Villas and apartments Movin’ like Vinny Vargas Case closed, deal open talkin’ large sh** Got me out on South Beach with the sergeant Collins Ave., Ocean Ave doin’ Prime n***a The Henny fall for all my dawgs doin’ time n***a Lately I’ve been f**in’ b**hes two in time Sellin’ flows, sellin’ shows, plus keepin’ you in line Oh it’s hard Still I do it and money it comin’ fluent Spittin’ like I need to check my fluids But I get a check from all these n***as like I’m Jewish Stupid money comin’, got a n***a feelin’ foolish I stunt harder, single number 1 charter Two platinum plaque singles off of one starter I been harder, been smarter Boy, they got me movin’ like the hall of fame Arm through the rim, Vince Carter Your flow easy and your beats bore me I done bossed up the city, whole street saw me In a pair of a red bottoms and fatigues on me Plugged up ’til the day they call police on me Say my sh** the hardest ’cause my sh** the hardest In ten years, we’ll check back ’bout who’s the bigger artist Whole clique of artists and they ’bout to get sh** started Even though the kid alone, could have your sh** deported I see talkin’ slick now I got a million for every word out your slick mouth Lucky I can’t even argue with them little guys I’m more focused on gettin’ n***as legitimised I own the land, I own property, the enterprise I’m still stuntin’, f**in’ all your b**hes inner thighs My watch ten gla** can get a n***a k**ed P.E., gym cla** the way I’m in the field Drove the Rolls round Toronto, show the kid’s its real 340 cash, f** how n***as feel I was broker than the joker Now I need a bag Spanish b**h la vida loca b**h name Coca and I stroke her in the hot tub n***as say it’s love, though it’s not love So I’m in the VIP strip club section, I’m gettin’ hot rubs Big dutty .45 on me, in case they pop up ‘Cause when the shot sober n***as leave you slouched over in the couch sofa Dawg, especially when the block know ya And your hater steady talkin, what they got for you But your shooters in the drops over Down to shoot a movie clip until the plots over [Outro] I’m not gon’ play nice with you n***as man f** you want me to do? I’m sorry Over here in one umbrella, you know We got a no f** n***a policy, know what I’m sayin’? One of those I’m not one of them n***as that you just You know you just see me out on a random blue And you see me in my Wraith and you just pull up And shoot your gun at me You gotta make certain calls for that, baby You gotta talk to certain people Before you make those moves Oh I know you

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