Schoolboy Q - 2 Raw lyrics

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Schoolboy Q - 2 Raw lyrics

Aye groove the window down oh sh** I'm getting high Still I'm cool.. No AC needed Probly slidin down ya region off this henney got me leanin Ain't no secret that we ballin and yo ho be refereeing Bet I make that p**y whistle up and down that booty dribble Was she foul? Just a little, tech-nical how she nibble uhh Ain't f**in with u losers all my n***as won It's mista bet I got sum weed, aye split another one Look down upon the ceiling Just try to reach the sky cuz when u up they all be kneeling Contradictions in my thoughts and I just execute my feelings Shake the nonbelievers off I'm tryna navigate a million But yo first lets hit the store you know I love Korean She tell me hurry up and buy, I hurry up I'm fiendin So I zip that, chop that, pa** the blunt Know my dick from last month but theres more to come, what the f**? 2, 2 f**ing raw (Face down, a** up) Heroin, extacy, oxycontin, vicodin, c**a cola everything up in our jeans Even methamphetamines Get this bread by any means Pcp, lsd, transactions frequently Turn ya job into a ki Turn that ki into a beach Turn that beach into ur sleep Rest ya head, remain neat Haters love to hate a G Gossip on ya bakery Wish they had the recipe Swear this life is meant for me Tired of crackin n***as heads in the stolen challenger Hopped up out the pa**enger and merked the DA's messenger Every corner, camera n***a I'm just tryna live sh**ty on a sh**ty curb n***as can ya front ya kids See how n***as get it in Trappin so we live in sin This felony won't keep me in I'm hungry gotta rob again Embarra**ing my mom and them Grandma braggin to her friends k**in beef, apparently Name a n***a rare as me Yeah I be, 2 f**in raw 2, 2 f**ing raw (Face down, a** up) Got me swagged Then I put yo style in a body bag Man I'm off a bag of that good My flow off a pile of pack Man I'm leanin hard, like I'm off that sy-RUP And I'm damn near tore up Wit my dogs and locstas And we all got stock like brokers Ugh, we don't chase hoes, nah Hoes gon chase us, yeah Straight to the condo Yeah b**hes ain't sh** that's the muhhf**in motto In the monte carlo Yeah sippin on carlo Just me and my posse Strapped up when u gotta know the ropes like ted dibiase Look at my life raw, ni**a b**hes wanna s** me off, QUICKER Haters can't stand my guts, ni**a Cuz I get my bucks, BIGGER I'm on my own, I'm in my zone b**h n***as can't knock me off my throne I'm on my sh**, cuz septic tanks I don't give a f** what set you claim Just get yo money let the bullsh** walk Ima get this cheese like a lil rat b**h f**in s** me good Nibbling thru her team Raw sh** n***a check me out Know ya jockin my steez best believe n***a we run this sh** n***as know that I be be 2 f**in rawwww 2, 2 f**ing raw (Face down, a** up)

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