Rave In Peace
I don't wanna be rich, just gimme a dime for every time I was doubted
Cancel culture, cancel my ass, chase every word I shouted
The only protection these pussies can get against me is a condom
They say I ain't got no talent, just because I fuckin' got em
Let's go
U bought 25 milligrams of happiness in drugstore
Talkin red flag, bitch I'm a matador
Step through the door, whole room in an uproar
Still don't give a fuck, u never know what I'm up for
U got a brand new Ferrari
Bitch I got bones in my body
Even if u pulled up on Gatti
I get the bitches on party
Imma just spit on yo money
I know u got it from yo mommy
I just need pussy, weed n mic
If u a wave, I'm tsunami
Now lemme rave in peace, I may just die tomorrow
Narcissistic, so I go through sorrow
I need no paper, I just drill the bottle
Puff six times, just to kick the throttle
Now we gon' ride homie
She a thot homie
U ain't diggin' no gold if u ride on me
Money don't make u real, show me what u got homie
Tell me I'm asshole, u can't tell me I forgot homie
I'm like a verbal illusion, one second here, now I'm there there
But when I turn on the mic, I still leave my name everywhere
U don't respect my hustle, but bitch I don't care
So many shit behind my back that I'm still not quite aware of
U fake depressed, manipulating psychiatrist to get pills
Just like the NOS in yo engine when it refills
Mines r hunnid times powerful than yo skills
Thunder in pussies, I don't care if it reveals
It's like A-bomb exploding when I put in (Putin)
Ye bitch, I just punched in yo face when I pushed in
Too bad bitch It's cold outside, so I rushed in
My Dick aluminum, never rustin'
Now lemme rave in peace, I may just die tomorrow
Narcissistic, so I go through sorrow
I need no paper, I just drill the bottle
Puff six times, just to kick the throttle
Now we gon' ride homie
She a thot homie
U ain't diggin' no gold if u ride on me
Money don't make u real, show me what u got homie
Tell me I'm asshole, u can't tell me I forgot homie
If u smoke my dope, u gonna end up in coughing
All of yo homies r bluffing
I don't do pills I be puffin
I don't do robbin', I'm shoppin'
Them bitches blush when I pop in
I don't care whos shit is toppin'
The charts or who the fuck coppin'
I turn my anger into something so beautiful
I'm just a sinner, makin fun of hell as usual
Punchlines, punch hard, put u clinical
Everybody pussy outside, but they men in digital
There ain't no grave that can put my fuckin body down
As long as I got music, I can run around
So many bitches that be plotting, I forgot the count
I ain't stoppin' till I'm dead, or jam my bank account
Now lemme rave in peace, I may just die tomorrow
Narcissistic, so I go through sorrow
I need no paper, I just drill the bottle
Puff six times, just to kick the throttle
Cancel culture, cancel my ass, chase every word I shouted
The only protection these pussies can get against me is a condom
They say I ain't got no talent, just because I fuckin' got em
Let's go
U bought 25 milligrams of happiness in drugstore
Talkin red flag, bitch I'm a matador
Step through the door, whole room in an uproar
Still don't give a fuck, u never know what I'm up for
U got a brand new Ferrari
Bitch I got bones in my body
Even if u pulled up on Gatti
I get the bitches on party
Imma just spit on yo money
I know u got it from yo mommy
I just need pussy, weed n mic
If u a wave, I'm tsunami
Now lemme rave in peace, I may just die tomorrow
Narcissistic, so I go through sorrow
I need no paper, I just drill the bottle
Puff six times, just to kick the throttle
Now we gon' ride homie
She a thot homie
U ain't diggin' no gold if u ride on me
Money don't make u real, show me what u got homie
Tell me I'm asshole, u can't tell me I forgot homie
I'm like a verbal illusion, one second here, now I'm there there
But when I turn on the mic, I still leave my name everywhere
U don't respect my hustle, but bitch I don't care
So many shit behind my back that I'm still not quite aware of
U fake depressed, manipulating psychiatrist to get pills
Just like the NOS in yo engine when it refills
Mines r hunnid times powerful than yo skills
Thunder in pussies, I don't care if it reveals
It's like A-bomb exploding when I put in (Putin)
Ye bitch, I just punched in yo face when I pushed in
Too bad bitch It's cold outside, so I rushed in
My Dick aluminum, never rustin'
Now lemme rave in peace, I may just die tomorrow
Narcissistic, so I go through sorrow
I need no paper, I just drill the bottle
Puff six times, just to kick the throttle
Now we gon' ride homie
She a thot homie
U ain't diggin' no gold if u ride on me
Money don't make u real, show me what u got homie
Tell me I'm asshole, u can't tell me I forgot homie
If u smoke my dope, u gonna end up in coughing
All of yo homies r bluffing
I don't do pills I be puffin
I don't do robbin', I'm shoppin'
Them bitches blush when I pop in
I don't care whos shit is toppin'
The charts or who the fuck coppin'
I turn my anger into something so beautiful
I'm just a sinner, makin fun of hell as usual
Punchlines, punch hard, put u clinical
Everybody pussy outside, but they men in digital
There ain't no grave that can put my fuckin body down
As long as I got music, I can run around
So many bitches that be plotting, I forgot the count
I ain't stoppin' till I'm dead, or jam my bank account
Now lemme rave in peace, I may just die tomorrow
Narcissistic, so I go through sorrow
I need no paper, I just drill the bottle
Puff six times, just to kick the throttle
Credits
Writer(s): Nikoloz Maisuradze
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