Dis Dat

This that, Raw scriptures shit, Trailblazer Empire, This that, get you some money shit, This that

Roll your paper shit, chase that paper shit, Never quit, no matter how it get
One day you gon' hit, stay legit, Know who you dealin' with
Gotta stay out the mix, Keep a raw membership
Niggas like to switch up quick, When you down on your chips, watch how fast niggas dip

That's why I stay on my lonely, I got a couple of good friends
But them niggas, they my real homies, This shit already been in me
But now I got that shit on me, See more cheese, then macaroni
These niggas broke and they boney, She just wanna ride it like a pony
The airways, As soon as I land, I'm finna take my city over this year
Kick this shit in high gear, Underground nigga, but I'm poppin' like I'm in the top tier
And they ain't showing no fear, Get the other shit from around me, cause its only smokers in here
Then I come and get that money, Weigh up all my weed, then I hop up in my shit and disappear
Push the pedal to the coop, Pickin' up your bitch on the low, you know she finna hula hoop
Yeah, I got the scoop, This cash cow got it in the loop
Like my homie Cashier Lew, The bitches know who the motherfuckin' man is
All them other niggas fruit loop, My flow on point, my blazers is too
Ain't nobody else fucking with my crew

Roll your paper shit, Chase that paper shit
Never quit, No matter how it get
One day you gon' hit, Stay legit
Know who you dealin' with, Gotta stay out the mix
Keep a raw membership, Niggas like to switch up quick
When you down on your chips, Watch how fast niggas dip

Roll your paper shit, Chase that paper shit
Never quit, No matter how it get
One day you gon' hit, Stay legit
Know who you dealin' with, Gotta stay out the mix
Keep a raw membership, Niggas like to switch up quick
When you down on your chips, Watch how fast niggas dip
(Raw)



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Writer(s): Randy Billingslea
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