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Rap N****s (feat. Tiny Boost)
2,895
Hip-Hop/Rap
Rap N****s (feat. Tiny Boost) was released on July 19, 2019 by Ultra Records, LLC as a part of the album Supafly - EP
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Release DateJuly 19, 2019
LabelUltra Records, LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM93

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Flyo
Flyo
Performer
Suspect
Suspect
Performer
Skrapz
Skrapz
Performer
Tiny Boost
Tiny Boost
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ayo Simpson
Ayo Simpson
Composer
Leon Brice
Leon Brice
Lyrics
Christopher Kyei
Christopher Kyei
Lyrics
Daniel Collins
Daniel Collins
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Flyo
Flyo
Producer
Audio Animals
Audio Animals
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Said, rap ****, trap ****, some jack ****
Either way, my ****, they stack figures
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
Said, rap ****, trap ****, some jack **** (All type of ****)
Either way, my ****, they stack figures (Word)
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches (Ay)
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
[Verse 2]
I said, **** better stick to that G code
'Cause I will let go on ****, he know and he knows
All spy the kid, they know me, bro
Ain't no mystery, nuff work I done put in on these roads
I have 'em in the A&E, missing their cheekbones
Respirator systems, hearing them beep tones
Neck all twist up, straight horror scene, yo
Gunshots left the chest with some peepholes (Peek-a-boo)
Oh, fresh off tour
Still grab the toolie and clap ****
Still 'round the hood in the trap and shit
I'm still in the madnesses
Still 'round the ends linkin' ratchet chicks
When he gon' learn, fuck the trappin' shit
They take him out the hood, still attached to it
Shout out all the real ones, fuck these plastic pricks
They ain't never done shit, just imagined it
[Verse 3]
Said, rap ****, trap ****, some jack ****
Either way, my ****, they stack figures
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
Said, rap ****, trap ****, some jack **** (All type of ****)
Either way, my ****, they stack figures (Word)
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
[Verse 4]
Spin barrels and spin ki's
I keep a couple little **** 'round me, I ring-lead (Trust)
And if they ever catch you actin' nice
Make them run up to your car
And start sprayin' up your whip like Romanian gypsies
**** don't want any smoke
No, they don't
Cocaine fresh of the boat
And I've always got green mixed up in my gold
Got a handful of fifty-pound notes that I can't even fold
And all I need is money and guns
I hardly ever cause trouble
I just handle any trouble that comes
Give a **** every bullet that I got in my gun
Everything a **** ever do is properly done
I be cookin' up crack and I don't ever tell lies on a track
That's a matter of fact
Said my work in, I have to go pick up my pack
And that's a real trap **** that raps (That's us)
[Verse 5]
Said rap ****, trap ****, some jack ****
Either way, my ****, they stack figures
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
Said rap ****, trap ****, some jack **** (All type of ****)
Either way, my ****, they stack figures (Word)
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
[Verse 6]
I said, first things first, I ain't really a rap ****
You know where a **** been at, ****, but I'm back, **** (For real)
Still that ****
Sixteen in the strap, ****
I grab the MAC, make it clap quicker, ay
Don't make me slide on you, ay
I pull up quick, homicide on you
And these **** try to shine on Boost
Fuck boy, uh
Yeah, like I ain't cattin' to jack somethin'
I got a pack comin'
Not in long, get the trap jumpin'
You motherfuckers know the life
I'm married to the streets, ****, that's my only wife
And ain't nothin' in the pot but some O's of white
Brown-skin thick thing, you should know my type
You don't wanna fuck? Cool, it's a'ight
Just blow the pipe
Cah I'm gangsta for real
Money over every bitch, that's the way I feel
Gangsta
[Verse 7]
Rap ****, trap ****, some jack ****
Either way, my ****, they stack figures
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
Said, rap ****, trap ****, some jack **** (All type of ****)
Either way, my ****, they stack figures (Word)
Rock mad linen, fuck mad bitches
And still grab the toolie and clap ****
Written by: Ayo Simpson, Christopher Kyei, Leon Brice
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