Lyrics Ra Ra (Demo) by Trippie Redd

Rico ain't showin' nobody love
Whoa
1400, 800
(Yeah, Woah)
Big 18 sh*t n***a
You ain't nothin'
(Big 14, b*t*h, 18, b*t*h)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Haha, gang, gang (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All that ra ra sh*t (Ra ra)
Talkin' brazy, but ain't 'bout that (Yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his mouth, and got his mouth smacked (Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his house, and got his house smacked (Bah, bah, yeah)
He was talkin' brazy for the clout, and got his life snatched (Ah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yee), he dead (Dead)
Yeah, yeah (Woo), n***a, you dead (Dead)

Runnin' from the feds, bad b*t*h give me head, big ass bread
She do what I say (Woo), she ride d**k like sled
She my slatt, she ride with the set
I like flexing, diamonds on my neck
Bluewater baguettes (Yeah) on my Patek, n***a, yeah it's [??]
Draco, SK, HK, AK (Ha ha ha)
RPK, I spray-spray
Blow a n***a damn brain, bah (Ha)

All that ra ra sh*t (Ra ra)
Talkin' brazy, but ain't 'bout that (Yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his mouth, and got his mouth smacked (Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his house, and got his house smacked (Bah, bah, yeah)
He was talkin' brazy for the clout, and got his life snatched (Ah)

Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah), yeah (Huh, yee), he dead (Huh, dead, grrt)
Yeah (Huh, dead), yeah (Huh, dead, woo), n***a (Grrt), you dead (Dead)

n***a you dead
We gon' just go send some shots at your head (Grah)
I bet my shooter gon' come get that bread (Yeah)
b*t*h, you gon' die for the sh*t that you said, yeah (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Her n***a made a diss and he almost died
Damn, shot up his ride
Heard some young n***as came, pull up right up on the side
Damn, hit 'em with the fire (Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah)
Look at my teeth, b*t*h, you know that they shinin', ho (Yeah, yeah)
I had the Rollie on, just got the Audemar (Yeah)
I swear, we catchin' 'em out, we gon' kill em' all (Huh)
I got two killers with me, they don't get along (Grrt)
n***a was tweetin' for the fame, can't post now (Huh)
n***a gon' reach for my chain, he a ghost now (He a ghost)
Then he got hit with the flame, that's a .45 (They don't know)
He thought that I was a lame, now he know now (Yeah)
I don't know what the f**k that lil' n***a was thinkin' (Huh)
I swear he gotta be brainless (Huh)
I started rapping and n***as forgot I was dangerous (Huh, huh, gang)
Now he gon' leave that sh*t stankin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

All that ra ra sh*t (Ra ra)
Talkin' brazy, but ain't 'bout that (Yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his mouth, and got his mouth smacked (Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his house, and got his house smacked (Bah, bah, yeah)
He was talkin' brazy for the clout, and got his life snatched (Ah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yee), he dead (Dead)
Yeah, yeah (Woo), n***a, you dead (Dead)
Ooh (Yeah), ooh, ooh (Huh)
Ooh, ooh

Diamonds on me like woo (Ooh)
Make a b*t*h tie my shoe (Ooh)
Shoot, shoot, shoot, ooh
.45 blast out the roof (Huh)
Gucci...
...(Ooh)
Yeah my grandma drive Jaguar
He was talkin' brazy so I went and pushed his cap back
If I get caught, I'mma put it in my nutsack

All that ra ra sh*t (Ra ra)
Talkin' brazy, but ain't 'bout that (Yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his mouth, and got his mouth smacked (Yeah, yeah, yeah yeah)
He was talkin' brazy out his house, and got his house smacked (Bah, bah, yeah)
He was talkin' brazy for the clout, and got his life snatched (Ah)

Yeah, yeah, yeah (Yee), he dead (Dead)
Yeah, yeah (Woo), n***a, you dead (Dead)