Raii Video (MV)

F*ck spinnin them blocks where you at
You know you a baddie, Im tryna get next
I followed and you followed back
At first you ain't like me buh look where we at
Im knowin that you is problem
Buh f*ck all that chattin, you ain't finna stress
Let's go out and cop us a bottle
Let's drive to the city
Let's smoke all these packs
I ain't feenin for sex
Baby I jus want your love and a check
Ski mask, rock it jus like a cap
Feenin for you, got me watchin my text
I be moody, I be goin through stress
Keep a tooly tryna catch me a hat
Smokin doobies got me fried on the set
Dubbin smoochies, I can't f*ck wit no rats
Like
Im on the road
Rushin tryn get to your soul
I dont want them bitches, we know that they hoes
Know I be chattin on you to bros
She short ass hell, I be heartin her post
She from the A, she don't follow the bros
Like I wanna be the nigga that you chose
Double textin I dont care if that's slow
She like a post
I like a post
Wanna be daddy
I'll take care of you
She is a baddie
Got me in the stu
And shawty im nasty
Eat it like a fruit
Chasin the blue
Keep me a tool
If he run on me I'm lettin it lose
Whatever you need Ima get it for you
Oh you want some lashes?
Oh you want some food?
I been in the pin
Locked up, tryna catch me a vic
Droppin my mask if that V spin again
Hold me down shawty don't sit and pretend
If you don't f*ck wit me jus keep it on 10
I'll give you the world no pretend
Passenger princess, can't see through the tint
Tryna get wit you and take a lil trip
Would say your name buh you probably going trip
Hey Raiii do you wanna be friends?
Knowin that's corny buh you got me sick
Nervous jus textin, I can't get a grip
Tell me have you ever been on a blimp
Sky high, don't stress, don't trip
World is yours, them bitches ain't shit
F*ck goin out tryna catch me a lick
I want you beside, Im tossin the grip
Hey Raiii do you wanna be friends?
Knowin that's corny buh you got me sick
Nervous jus textin, I can't get a grip
Tell me have you ever been on a blimp
Sky high, don't stress, don't trip
World is yours, them bitches ain't shit
F*ck goin out tryna catch me a lick
I want you beside, Im tossin the grip
I ain't feenin for sex
Baby I jus want your love and a check
Ski mask, rock it jus like a cap
Feenin for you, got me watchin my text
I be moody, I be goin through stress
Keep a tooly tryna catch me a hat
Smokin doobies got me fried on the set
Dubbin smoochies, I can't f*ck wit no rats
Like
Im on the road
Rushin tryn get to your soul
I dont want them bitches, we know that they hoes
Know I be chattin on you to bros
She short ass hell, I be heartin her post
She from the A, she don't follow the bros
Like I wanna be the nigga that you chose
Double textin I dont care if that's slow
Even tho I live my life on the road, Doesn't mean Ion got time for you
MMM-mmm-MMM-mmm-MMM
You raw ass hell, No bullshit
Ima end it like that