Raid Me (feat. Crown P)
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
Man I think the feds watching
Phones taped nigga watch how you talking
Never trust a nigga with a new bitch
I equipped my shooter with a new wrist
All types of straps wit the for grip
Check em for a wire on some boss shit
How the fuck a rapper start a mosh pit
Hit up the plug for the profit
Yo bro I'm here where you at
I'm around the corner bout to spin the block
Aight bet when you pull up come in smooth
Some niggas moving funny I don't know these niggas oh shit what the f...
Hopping out the bens ducking dodging all the feds
They can tell we getting money by the way we spending bread
Watch the glizzy on my hip
Gettin' busy on the strip
You see the AP on the wrist getting wavy with ya bitch
That's the type of shit make a nigga wanna switch
If the nigga ain't eating then he prolly gonna snitch
Talking to the cops that shit prolly get you clipped
I don't gotta make a call I'm the one that makes the hit
Nigga money talk fuck it if the Feds listen
Someone gotta get it if this money
missing
I ain't doing time nigga I ain't tripping
What they gone find digits after digits
All up in my line trynna get the drop
Brody hit my phone we don't gotta speak
He already know where we gotta meet
And we gone make a move get us out these streets
I need a pack I'm like brody where you at
Bout to buss a move when I'm done I hit you back
Fuck it you don't got to nigga you know where I'm at
Copy bro I got chu change my number after that
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
And I think these niggas tryna play me
Fake pages ok the gram trynna add me
That's the feds if you looking for me at me
Running to the money like athlete
I don't break a sweat for the check Now you stressed
Ima keep a weapon concealed with the vest
Welcome to the show I'm the host u the guest
Check em for a wire I could see right through his chest
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
Man I think the feds watching
Phones taped nigga watch how you talking
Never trust a nigga with a new bitch
I equipped my shooter with a new wrist
All types of straps wit the for grip
Check em for a wire on some boss shit
How the fuck a rapper start a mosh pit
Hit up the plug for the profit
Yo bro I'm here where you at
I'm around the corner bout to spin the block
Aight bet when you pull up come in smooth
Some niggas moving funny I don't know these niggas oh shit what the f...
Hopping out the bens ducking dodging all the feds
They can tell we getting money by the way we spending bread
Watch the glizzy on my hip
Gettin' busy on the strip
You see the AP on the wrist getting wavy with ya bitch
That's the type of shit make a nigga wanna switch
If the nigga ain't eating then he prolly gonna snitch
Talking to the cops that shit prolly get you clipped
I don't gotta make a call I'm the one that makes the hit
Nigga money talk fuck it if the Feds listen
Someone gotta get it if this money
missing
I ain't doing time nigga I ain't tripping
What they gone find digits after digits
All up in my line trynna get the drop
Brody hit my phone we don't gotta speak
He already know where we gotta meet
And we gone make a move get us out these streets
I need a pack I'm like brody where you at
Bout to buss a move when I'm done I hit you back
Fuck it you don't got to nigga you know where I'm at
Copy bro I got chu change my number after that
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
And I think these niggas tryna play me
Fake pages ok the gram trynna add me
That's the feds if you looking for me at me
Running to the money like athlete
I don't break a sweat for the check Now you stressed
Ima keep a weapon concealed with the vest
Welcome to the show I'm the host u the guest
Check em for a wire I could see right through his chest
I think the feds trynna raid me
When I'm off the drugs you can't save me
All they gone find is some clean money
But I'm riding dirty with the beam on me
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Writer(s): Jonathan Nunez
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