RaRa by Momunay Lyrics
Verse 1: (Gri$walt)
Feel the vibe
Herbs make you feel it inside
I keep the L on my side always down for the ride
I got the drive
And i ain't even gotta push the gas, just a puff of grass, then i be
Passin yo ass
To the left, to the right
I'm the the don of the write son, Early Morning to night sun, keep the people enticed some
While you sucking more then dyson
I keep my mind enlightened
Now my sights is heightened
I know you cats is frightened
So back off with that wack talk, know you ain't about the hands, you just jack offf
Think its time you take your mask off, jim carey, you's a funny bitch
Softer then a bunny itch, hop you like a muddy ditch
I get the cash and do the money dip, fuck a money clip
Trampoline around my money so my money flip
(woop)
I ain't joking all i'm bout is some green, money & weed
Pussy somewhere in between
(UHHH)
RA RA RA RA RA
AY BRUH
WHAT YOU GOT ON MY 40 YO
Verse 2: (kacpa)
Kissin' on LaLa, I'm melo
Orange squad, high off denver nugget
My luggage never heavy, where my squire at?
Singing higher with the choir
Sea bottom, imma urchin
Emerging to be sold by a merchant thats acting urgent for the cash
She a virgin imma smash and dash, expensive car running into telephone pole
My telepathic goal, slow, leaning heavy I'm seeing slow mo
Walking round in Soho, i seen this lil ho ho
Is it christmas, I'm feel in your presence, effervescence, i could show you some lessons
Free of charge, oh my gawd how'd you get ya ass in those, bet i get ya magical
Back in bed its graphical, got me acting radical, my ends is low, but i got this medical and a rental
My mental simple focused on the prize, you arise, got me high, praise ya temple
Feel the vibe
Herbs make you feel it inside
I keep the L on my side always down for the ride
I got the drive
And i ain't even gotta push the gas, just a puff of grass, then i be
Passin yo ass
To the left, to the right
I'm the the don of the write son, Early Morning to night sun, keep the people enticed some
While you sucking more then dyson
I keep my mind enlightened
Now my sights is heightened
I know you cats is frightened
So back off with that wack talk, know you ain't about the hands, you just jack offf
Think its time you take your mask off, jim carey, you's a funny bitch
Softer then a bunny itch, hop you like a muddy ditch
I get the cash and do the money dip, fuck a money clip
Trampoline around my money so my money flip
(woop)
I ain't joking all i'm bout is some green, money & weed
Pussy somewhere in between
(UHHH)
RA RA RA RA RA
AY BRUH
WHAT YOU GOT ON MY 40 YO
Verse 2: (kacpa)
Kissin' on LaLa, I'm melo
Orange squad, high off denver nugget
My luggage never heavy, where my squire at?
Singing higher with the choir
Sea bottom, imma urchin
Emerging to be sold by a merchant thats acting urgent for the cash
She a virgin imma smash and dash, expensive car running into telephone pole
My telepathic goal, slow, leaning heavy I'm seeing slow mo
Walking round in Soho, i seen this lil ho ho
Is it christmas, I'm feel in your presence, effervescence, i could show you some lessons
Free of charge, oh my gawd how'd you get ya ass in those, bet i get ya magical
Back in bed its graphical, got me acting radical, my ends is low, but i got this medical and a rental
My mental simple focused on the prize, you arise, got me high, praise ya temple