Monday Night Raw* lyrics
by Trippie Redd
Lyrics from Snippet
[Verse 1: YN Jay]
...
Hit 'em up top, got his brain swole
Watch his brain fall out his head, he got a chilly bone
Haha, Aw, sh*t
f*ck, f*ck
sh*t
[Verse 2: K Suave]
f*cked this one b*tch in the back of the studio
I could tell she wanted Chris, ho, she got a snotty nose
I got ten hoes 'round...
...
b*tch we in the club, you still stuck on the line, bro?
Got so much money think I'm a grand partner now
f*ck this one extra b*tch, I'm starlin' at the movies now
Back so big, n*ggas think that I'm movin out
I just f*cked this ratchet b*tch outside and my di*k was soft
Baby, I'm a six figure n*gga, no full stamps
b*tch cray, drunk as f*ck, she only got two limbs
I be out the Z, I'm high as f*ck, yeah, they be cryin'
She know my b*tch went through the phone, she feel like dying
Boy you broke as f*ck, dont hand me down, who made your clothes?
All my n*ggas eating at the table, let's have a toast
Slap the skinny b*tch from the back, now she gon' swole
Your b*tch catfish as f*ck...