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Rasta
3112
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Rasta został wydany 20 listopada 2020 przez Sterl Gotti jako część albumu Urban Hero
album cover
Data wydania20 listopada 2020
WytwórniaSterl Gotti
JęzykEnglish
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM92

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sterl Gotti
Sterl Gotti
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sterlin Talley
Sterlin Talley
Lyrics

Tekst Utworu

(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Why they tryna ride my wave, though?
I keep a rod just like J.Lo (A-Rod)
She think I'm just rushin' to fuck her 'cause I'm the man
I'm just tryna rush it to fuck her to fuck her friends
But anyway, she probably gonna come back again
And I got cameras on the coupe when you see me backin' in
We got sticks up in here too, we ain't lackin' again
I'll pop out with a **** boo, then we back to the crib (Back to the crib)
Lil' Acey in the front with the lead (Uh-huh)
CT in the back with the dreads (Rasta)
I gave my soul to the street (My soul)
I put my soul on this beat (My soul)
I hit the road for the cheese
I lost my bro to the streets
I need a four for some sleep
Never put hoes over cheese
My **** slang on the Westside
I made a name on the Westside
We run up some change on the Westside
I hit his main on the Westside
If it's ever any problem, bro pull up, let some shots go
We'll light this bitch up, and it'll sound like July 4
I can't let one of these **** try to come and take my soul
(You think you special?) They just only wanna hit 'cause you my ho
She think I'm just rushin' to fuck her 'cause I'm the man
I'm just tryna rush it to fuck her to fuck her friends
But anyway, she probably gonna come back again
And I got cameras on the coupe when you see me backin' in
We got sticks up in here too, we ain't lackin' again
I'll pop out with a **** boo, then we back to the crib (Back to the crib)
Lil' Acey in the front with the lead (Uh-huh)
CT in the back with the dreads (Rasta)
Four, five, six back to back on that bitch, **** (That bitch)
That's my homie, I'll go and hit a lick with him
I'm the type of **** call a friend in a dismissal
I'm the type of **** call my man then to hit ****
I mean I'm the type of **** call my mans up to get chicken
You the type of **** call your mans up to hit bitches
You the type of **** that get jammed up, Chicken Little
You the type of **** move the bag, but be in the middle
Only time I need a bitch is to get a rental
Every time you hit that road, keep it confidential
Every time a **** switch, I just keep my distance
Now when motherfuckers dip, I don't even miss 'em
She think I'm just rushin' to fuck her 'cause I'm the man
I'm just tryna rush it to fuck her to fuck her friends
But anyway, she probably gonna come back again
And I got cameras on the coupe when you see me backin' in
We got sticks up in here too, we ain't lackin' again
I'll pop out with a **** boo, then we back to the crib (Back to the crib)
Lil' Acey in the front with the lead (Uh-huh)
CT in the back with the dreads (Rasta)
Written by: Sterlin Talley
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