R Rated lyrics
by Chris Travis
[Hook]
Water, Godfather
The great man, the author
b*tch I don't know you so I will not bother
I got a thing for these b*tches, imposters
Come through my city they might try to rob you
We do not mean it but my city greedy
Take what we want and we get what is needed
I’m never stopin and I pop-lock-and-drop sh*t
Pop, lock and drop, watch your head hit the concrete
[Verse 1]
Oh - oh, oh - no
Twenty thousand for the whole show
Let’s go, Let’s go
n*ggas really actin like they know
No bro, no bro
I’ma get that mothaf*ckin dough
And n*gga you broke, you joke
I’ma sneak past ya witcha hoe
n*ggas really think they flow is hot
I’ma make em stop like a watch
f*ck him, watch him drop
All I know is drop, drop, drop, drop
On the beat can't flop
Bow down to a G
n*ggas fall from they peak
Then crawl on the knees
I’ma stand tall
I don't gotta have two feet
Tryna see double g
Tryna see double d
Tryna get a mothaf*ckin peak
On this beat, R.I.P
[Bridge]
Baby girl say that I’m crazy
She noticed my music, my lyrics R-rated
Don't really know who your bae is
I’m tryna f*ck you and yo friend on a spaceship
[Verse 2]
Don’t know no runners
My n*ggas they hunters
We feast on you n*ggas then hide in a bunker
My phone steady jumpin wit talks about nothin
Leave me alone if you not about money
n*ggas ain’t killas, these n*ggas is victims
Thinking they hard but they scared of the system
My mind is not closed b*tch it's flowing like rivers
The sh*t that I talk probably give you the shivers
[Hook]