SlaughterQueen - Rah, Rah Lyrics

I dont do no invites i dont have to much to say
Conversation aint bout money ima jump back in the stang
I do not run to no paper i just pull up to the bank
All that rah rah shit irrelevant ion got much left to say
All I hear is whisper when you talk up with your gang
I be running up on my money, I be really at the bank
I be really with the shits I'm slaying shit like everyday
All that rah rah shit irrelevant ion got much to say

I dont have to worry bout how ima get some loote
Bending corners shifting in my coupe
Running circles like im in a group
Aint no cappin im the queen i got the proof
Ion wanna lay up with yo boyfriend sis im catchin plays
36 no brick, woop gettin paid
Who got that pack i got it
Who keep some snacks i got em
Who make sho if it come down to it that they still get slaughtered
Heard she talkin cheap that shit dont bother me
All that rah rah shit bitch dont come talk to me

I got these bitches weak they feel some type way you aint talkin bout money i aint got nothin to say
I dont do no invites i dont have to much to say

Conversation aint bout money ima jump back in the stang
I do not run to no paper i just pull up to the bank
All that rah rah shit irrelevant ion got much left to say
All I hear is whisper when you talk up with your gang
I be running up on my money, I be really at the bank
I be really with the shits I'm slaying shit like everyday
All that rah rah shit irrelevant ion got much to say

You can tell these bitches slaying them oh yes i have it made
I know it's hard to swallow got you coughing on my blade
Said you hoes ain't even relevant it leaves me in a rage

I got paper smoke on vappers right before I hit the stage right
Before I cut your face right before I spray the mase right before you take
You take your last breath and you drift to outer space

I cutt your head off watch you bleed out with a glass of lemonade
I cutt your head off watch you bleed out with a glass of lemonade
I dont do no invites i dont have to much to say
Conversation aint bout money ima jump back in the stang
I do not run to no paper i just pull up to the bank
All that rah rah shit irrelevant ion got much left to say
All I hear is whisper when you talk up with your gang
I be running up on my money, I be really at the bank
I be really with the shits I'm slaying shit like everyday
All that rah rah shit irrelevant ion got much to say