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Raq Baby - People Under The Stairs Lyrics

[Intro]
(Qua did it)
Nigga
Mm, nigga, me and my
Bitch-ass shit, nigga (You know Zai produced that shit)
Fuck 'em
Grr, huh, grr, huh, hmm, huh, huh

[Chorus]
You be that young nigga, yeah, huh, you be that young nigga swing that stick
Got a big gun, kill a bear, huh, who wanna catch bodies? This bitch aim legit
Slammin' on shit like Ric Flair, fuckin' a bad bitch, she doin' hair
Say somethin' if I like you, bitch, why would I stare?
Only one night her, send a bitch down the stairs
Nigga don't gotta be scared
Bet he duck when he hear that, "Brrt, brrt"
Bitch bound to get into that Hog when I pull up, hear that, "Skrrt, skrrt"
Brand-new 'Cat, this bitch convert
I ain't tryna take you on no date, lil' baby, I came to get under that skirt
Got hella pape', I can't buy you a purse

[Verse]
Opps always fail when they try to catch me lackin', it won't work
On the E-way, BP trucks, hеlla sticks inside when we swеrvin'
Give you ten minutes, want me to stay inside, need a Perky
Hit from the back, got a bitch on the balcony, neighbors see everything, don't need a curtain
Long as I rap, then you good, I been on it, know you can get everything, bitch, I been workin'
Fry niggas up like some chicken, we got a new shipment, I take his ass down right to Church's
Put him out, call me Curtis
More than a game with us, doin' this lil' bitch dirty
Told lil' bro he can't sip on this green juice 'cause this bitch dirty
All you do is fuck opps, bitch, I don't need you, lil' ho, you dirty
Make me mad, I'll pop me a Perky
Make her mad, she fuck on the bro
Been fucked her friend, lil' bitch, who you hurtin'?
Certain niggas on IG be police, keep your head on a swivel, watch who you be swervin'
All of my niggas be up on the speed, we gettin' shit gone, can't move like a turtle
Ain't no nigga get in my way in the street, I'm flippin' shit over, I'm just like a burger
If they get too close, then we gon' hurt 'em
Got a lil' blick on my side, it get urgent
We never gave a fuck, bitch, we been high, got hella sticks sittin' on the side of Suburban
Too quick to fuck the bitch, I don't do the flirtin'
[Chorus]
You be that young nigga, yeah, huh, you be that young nigga swing that stick
Got a big gun, kill a bear, huh, who wanna catch bodies? This bitch aim legit
Slammin' on shit like Ric Flair, fuckin' a bad bitch, she doin' hair
Say somethin' if I like you, bitch, why would I stare?
Only one night her, send a bitch down the stairs
Nigga don't gotta be scared
Bet he duck when he hear that, "Brrt, brrt"
Bitch bound to get into that Hog when I pull up, hear that, "Skrrt, skrrt"
Brand-new 'Cat, this bitch convert
I ain't tryna take you on no date, lil' baby, I came to get under that skirt
Got hella pape', I can't buy you a purse