Out Dat Raq (Never Broke Again feat. Meechy Baby)

Uh, Bow, bow, bow
Vibin', bitch you know I'm on that (bow, bow, bow, yeah)
Uh, uh, yeah (Bow)
Uh, uh, yeah (Bow, bow, bow, let's go)
You on raq shit? I'm on that raq shit
Yeah, I'm on that raq shit
Yeah, I'm on that raq shit
Yeah, I'm on that raq shit
That MeechyBaby

Yeah, I'm from Baton Rouge, I'm out that Raq, yeah
Big ole bag, I'a drop it get you whacked, yeah
I been a slime, been out my mind, I been like that, yeah
Southside baby, Bottom baby, live like that, yeah
All that Instagram shit gon' get you put up
Seventeen in the Glock, searchin', stalkin' wit' my nigga
All them attempted murders, come hit somethin'
Must be shootin' in the air, you pussy bitches never hit nothin'
I found the bitch and walked 'em down, we ain't shootin' out no window

We gon' slide on 'em, put that iron on 'em, yeah
Send a bad bitch, I'm gon' make her slime on 'em
Got Lil Steve lookin for 'em
Like he got a warrant on 'em
All you bitches rats, we ain't beefin wit' a foreigner
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder,
I was way in California
Sendin' pounds to that raq,
Got that shit like Rick Donald

In the studio and start thinkin' 'bout
Lil Artist and start goin' in
He is died in my face,
That lil nigga was like my best friend
In New Orleans the Seventh Ward,
I'm clutchin' bad wit' this FN
I'm cutthroat like Soulja Slim,
Bitch I'll probably whack my bestfriend
Isotal, Mannitol, bitch you know I'm heroine steppin'
Pay my bills of rap money, I'm catchin' sell in the backend
In the backend, in the backend
Ten thousand in my pockets, this ain't come from rappin'
Catchin' sells in Gardere, pull up by Beatrice (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, I just drop a bag by Beatrice

Oh, we gon' slide on 'em, put that iron on 'em, yeah
Send a bad bitch, I'm gon' make her slime on 'em
Got Lil Steve lookin for 'em like he got a warrant on 'em
All you bitches rats, we ain't beefin wit' a foreigner
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder, I was way in California
Sendin' pounds to that raq, got that shit like Rick Donald
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder, I was way in California (Yeah)
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder, I was way in California
Hold on, we gon' slide on 'em, put that iron on 'em, huh
Oh, we gon' slide on 'em, put that iron on 'em, huh
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder, I was way in California
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder, I was way in California
I don't know nothin' 'bout no murder, I was way in California
No murder, I was way in California, huh