Lil Durk - Too Raw lyrics

This my car, hop in b*tch and take yo’ shoes off Beggin’ b*tch she keep on askin’ me throw my mood off I got prices goin’ to the store and bring me 2 pops I can’t f*ck that p*ssy that p*ssy weak that p*ssy too popped My little whoadie changed the score that n***a too hot I can’t trust my homie ’cause he told he too cop Fresh out of jail fresh out of jail judge gave me 2 shots And I told the judge that I’m too raw Bandana on me like I’m 2pac Shoutout to Rome I call him 2 Glocks Don’t mention names to get some cool points That’s that sh** that’s gon’ get you shot Bankroll, two knots Dope boy, two spots Hot stove, two pots (…..) Audemar wristwatch, broke hoes, don’t kiss thots F*ck a rumor, send shots (…..) Shake something, my lil n***as gon’ take something Me and (…..) f*cked your baby mama A n***a like me you can’t pay to (…..) Beverly Hills, don’t pay for parking Been in the trenches, got top dollar With my dogs like Rottweilers Me and my dawgs, we ain’t got problems This my car, hop in b*tch and take yo’ shoes off Beggin’ b*tch she keep on askin’ me throw my mood off I got prices goin’ to the store and bring me 2 pops I can’t f*ck that p*ssy that p*ssy weak that p*ssy too popped My little whoadie changed the score that n***a too hot I can’t trust my homie ’cause he told he too cop Fresh out of jail fresh out of jail judge gave me 2 shots And I told the judge that I’m too raw