Raw

[Intro] Yeah, yeah, ha Let's go Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, yeah [Chorus: FELIX] It's so, it's so So what, don't wanna give it to ya' (give it to ya') So what It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw It's so So what, don't wanna give it to ya' (give it to ya') So what It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw [Verse 1: Joey Valence, Brae] One album, it's getting kinda hectic Too many years on me like I'm in Texas Three years deep, now I'm keepin' 'em guessing Four star hotel, what's for breakfast? Five fingers give you a blister 6ix at the wheel, yeah, 6ix the mister Give me your mama, I'mma kiss her I said six rings on me like I'm in Pittsburgh Motion maker, record breaker Six on my chest like a LA Laker Black belt emcee, call me master 6ix on the beat, it's a speaker blaster Bars are hot and bars are ready I'm Little Caesars with the extra cheddy Extra style, extra flow Drip the sale like Five Below Yeah, in da club now like I'm 50 Counting these notes like a midi Laugh to the bank, hit the griddy Go and tell your mom that she really really pretty, uh Yo, I called up your grandma Said this the new age nostalgia She said that last night, she called you Said JVB is the future Palace backpack, Nike snapback This Brae truck stop playing hack sack All gas, whole lotta motion Headbang, whiplash, pass the Motrin Sauced up, fits on ten Yankee fitted even in my bed Small town boys up next to bat JVB make your booty get slapped [Chorus: FELIX] It's so, it's so So what, don't wanna give it to ya' (give it to ya') So what It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw It's so So what, don't wanna give it to ya' (give it to ya') So what It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw [Verse 2: Buddy, KYLE] Yeah, hey Down with my brothers Brothers from another Even if I wasn't Treat me like a cousin I'm from California Speak a little southern Cheaper by the dozen When you keep a secret Look who in my recents She so indecent You don't want no beef with You don't want no beef with (Look) The enemy niggas talkin me wild Like they ain't try to be down Like where y'all niggas is twelve You wasn't tryna be KYLE Niggas copy my style And tell that shit to they friends And try to say that its them But y'all know what this is Rap on the couch And they both mahogany brown Niggas cap is so big You can see the shit from my house Then again my views Too stupid, bruh, for real Don't forget to talk about who really do this, bruh, for real [Chorus: FELIX] It's so, it's so So what, don't wanna give it to ya' (give it to ya') So what It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw [Verse 3: Blu] Killer Cali colliders, gold coasters Smoke you like a lotta dope [?] in the gun, gun in the holster Like it's supposed to be closer than ya chauffeur Cosa nostra Stick up coke into ya nose and blow this boner Rolling stoner, no loner The gangbang Killafornia, ill as pneumonia When we come for ya with that villain's aroma Peelin' out, spillin' all ya feelings out on the corner Chillin' out, ice grill in my mouth, shoutout to soldiers Not pullin′ the chrome out to show ya But to blow your brains over the Rover Then put a coat over the stain 'Cause for the day, we whippin′ your Range for ya Hittin' the bank, don′t forget that the game colder than polars California bears take your chain off for ya Because out of all of you squares I'ma smoke ya and put it in the air Like the motor hit the rotor [Chorus: FELIX] It's so, it's so So what, don't wanna give it to ya' (give it to ya') So what It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw It's so, it's so So what, don't wanna give it to ya' (give it to ya') So what It's so raw It's so raw It's so raw Hey, hey