lirik lagu shortiie raw - sip cuca
[chorus]
i drink cuca, but sip it like soda
go south, take a plane, hit angola
i don’t laugh, but you b~tches is jokers
how you hate on me? sh~t, i don’t know ya
cut my grass, watch for snakes and the cobras
all these fake models, they really posers
in the 6, i’m that b~tch, i’m the culture
circle small sh~t, i’m a loner
i got him choked like a choker
yeah, i’m cold, but you know the flow colder
we ain’t fam, we ain’t friends, i don’t know ya
n~ggas big on the cap, they just bolder (period)
if it ain’t bout the racks, get the shoulder
keep my distance, so need the exposure
circle smaller, this money get older
b~tches ain’t keepin’ up, they move slower
[verse 1]
in angola, [?] i’m worried ‘bout you two (what?)
on the beach, in luanda and mussulo (oh please)
[?], i swear b~tches be fufu (delulu)
out of they mind, they delulu
i got shooters with me but no tutus
girls [?]
[?] that n~gga [?] voodoo
city mob, they be tweakin’, they got
[?] just tryna make something drop
before they get tried as a adults
do the dash, hit the road, [?]
[?] that go ahh
on the beach, overseas on a yacht
[?] van cleef on my arm
got him tweaking’, he clenchin’ his jaws
bend it over, a round of applause
i hear hoes rappin’, then i say aww
cause they sweet, they so cute, they so soft
but they [?]
think they hot, but it’s really the [?]
they be trippin’, my next trip is lisbon (okay)
cop a crib just to fly out and chill in
don’t see eye to eye, i got the front vision
y’all don’t get it, and i just don’t listen
so i’m not tryna hear it, don’t [?] sh~t
you n~ggas weirdos, real sh~t
probably the reason that i keep my distance
we ain’t doing business, and don’t hit my digits
[chorus]
i drink cuca, but sip it like soda
go south, take a plane, hit angola
i don’t laugh, but you b~tches is jokers
how you hate on me? sh~t, i don’t know ya
cut my grass, watch for snakes and the cobras
all these fake models, they really posers
in the 6, i’m that b~tch, i’m the culture
circle small sh~t, i’m a loner
i got him choked like a choker
yeah, i’m cold, but you know the flow colder
we ain’t fam, we ain’t friends, i don’t know ya
n~ggas big on the cap, they just bolder (period)
if it ain’t bout the racks, get the shoulder
keep my distance, so need the exposure
circle smaller, this money get older
b~tches ain’t keepin’ up, they move slower
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