Rasta Lyrics

(Ha!)

Pers- pesona

(Huh)

(Yeah)

I told you man, I told you

Don't fuck with me!

Yeah

I'm on the corner, I'm with my potna

Smokin' on gas, I feel like a Rasta

You tryna' talk, youn' talm' bout no Gualla

(Who?)

I let a hoe walk out in Prada

Said I told that bitch to hit the door

Told lil' Kurd to come pour up some more

I got too much drank come hit the store

Got Vetements for the low

I'm in Kyoto with a Asian bitch

I got like 10 broads up in that phone

Cameras

Ca- cameras, pose

Been told myself I can't fuck with no foes

I'm up in LAX, ride with that scope

Eliantte on my bitches, bro

Livin' fast lil' bitch, we ain't livin' slow

I gotta change my ways

No, I can't do nobody wrong

This karma, you gon' pay

I'm in that SRT

I walk in Saks and get my shit for free

No they can't fuck with me

All of my diamonds shine like they Bumblebee

Know I told that hoe to leave

White bitch named Jodesy

Told that boy he ain't folding me

I'm with the Taliban, we got RPG's

(Yeah we got RPG's, heavy artillery)

(I told that hoe to leave, white bitch named Jodesy)

Yeah

I'm on the corner, I'm with my potna

Smokin' on gas, I feel like a Rasta

You tryna' talk, youn' talm' bout no Gualla

(Who?)

I let a hoe walk out in Prada

Said I told that bitch to hit the door

Told lil' Kurd to come pour up some more

I got too much drank come hit the store

Got Vetements for the low

I'm in Kyoto with a Asian bitch

I got like 10 broads up in that phone

Cameras

Ca- cameras, pose

Been told myself I can't fuck with no foes

I'm up in LAX, ride with that scope

Eliantte on my bitches, bro

Livin' fast lil' bitch, we ain't livin' slow