Mirz - Raid Lyrics

Viewers discretion hit the exit got the motor gunnin
I just hit the dopeman got my powers while the stove was runnin flow
Ain't got that cut raw out the city ain't no over budget money tight as cap
Waving them naps that water over runnin dripped out
Loely in that swish I fade away I'm scottie pip now dont know me in this bitch
They set it off i gotta dip out
Aiming at the sun you'll get ya burn soon I sit down
Night crawler hoppin on the moon hitting big loud
I been on sitting low and contemplatin on my business I got papers
I cant waste no with hoes or you hoe niccas out of control
Too many hands might put a lil slow up on my business I'm too cold
And bro you know, off the phone he get ambitious
F*ck you mean, tryna catch a private flight I'm talkin jet lag
You niccas out here hustling backwards I'm after that jet bag
They appreciate a real nicca I'm just playing step dad
Get off my nuts I can't communicate relate with any sweat tag

This ain't a bust I hit that raid to knock the roaches down
Went from a player on the bench thank God he coaching now
Smiling in ya face when eye to eye I'm not supposed to frown
When shit get heavy I dont do a thing but hold it down
Been underrated never faded like I'm Mike bitch
Aint shit funny turn it bloody get some wipes bitch
Ain't with that hype shit get from round I'm tryna kite quick
Leaving dust under the gust I form a flight risk

Got too much charm I know my sting leave shawty sweatin
Vision connected in one motion see the sexin
Give me a section have her reaching like possession
I'm possessive snatch her back in my direction
Courtesy of killa kush my eyes on tidal wave
Surf a cloud my name ain't coupe get high some miles away
Sauce exotic nacho business ain't no mild today
Dump the tobacco roll that lasso money pile away
Still stick and move you know my groove I ain't a simp kickin
Hit that water fighting sharks you niccas shrimp fishing
I dont baby sit out here you niccas skimp pimpin
Drink some milk bitch, get off that filth bitch
Rollin weed they rollin dice we pouring fifths bitch
Quit all that lip bitch, that's a dismiss
Smokin dozier California hit a blimp bitch
You niccas bugging broke ain't buzzing need a quit lift

This ain't a bust I hit that raid to knock the roaches down
Went from a player on the bench thank God he coaching now smiling in ya face
When eye to eye I'm not supposed to frown
When shit get heavy I dont do a thing but hold it down
Been underrated never faded like I'm Mike bitch
Aint shit funny turn it bloody get some wipes bitch
Ain't with that hype shit get from round I'm tryna kite quick
Leaving dust under the gust I form a flight risk