Top Songs By Ray Natsuki
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Royston Lynton
Songwriter
Javonte Lewis
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Royston Lynton
Engineer
Charalambos Antoniou
Producer
Mohamed Saffar
Producer
Lyrics
Yeah
Ray Natsuki might make a movie
GLLTT BOW
Yeah (yeah)
Copped a new lease on life
I got the team all right
Shawty gon see me onna screen all night
Big flash did it all bright
Cause I got it
I got it
I got it new
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta choose
Copped a new lease on life
I got the team all right
Shawty gon see me onna screen all night
Big flash did it all bright
Cause I got it
I got it
I got it new
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta choose
Bitch who said? Ion talk to you never did
All my life never had a disguise, biggest cap that you ever said
I'm onna new path, big mic, all light bet you can hear me onna top Everest
I'm not inna rush, my face gon be engraved inna mountain... just like the presidents
Name all up on my brim
Get you caught lackin if you mess wit my kin
Got you guessin actin onna limb
Gettin real dizzy, finna make you spin
Spin around (Spin around)
Gonna have you dropdown (Dropdown)
Shhh don't make a sound (Make a sound)
If you talkback, Imma call a hound (Woof, woof)
Leash bound (Woof, woof)
Chill Nigga, you don't know what I got in store
Stock low, so you crawlin fah more
New fit soon be on Christian Dior
Your girl on the tour nd she at the door
Paint her face white like my Fazos
Make a movie air it up onna cable
Makin music standin up onna table
Talk down to me, nigga you not able
Copped a new lease on life
I got the team all right
Shawty gon see me onna screen all night
Big flash did it all bright (Damn)
Cause I got it
I got it (Aye)
I got it new (Aye)
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta choose (Damn, damn, damn, damn)
Spin the block hit his top
Get him boxed have niggas worried
If you beef with bro, you beef with me
Become a phantom just like Danny
When I was down bad, niggas ain't give a fuck
Start doing better, they say you ain't do enough
Started losing friends, I ain't know who to trust
I got seven wife's, Ion know who to cuff
Bad bitches saying they love me,
but don't wanna cuff they know imma flirt
Fake fans they get on my nerves,
they saying they love me but don't know the words
Grandma crib a bit too cold,
had to always keep my hand in my shirt
You niggas iguanas blending in
I been the same Lil nigga since birth
These niggas be down on they ass, they look at they mans they asking for handouts
I swear that I will not change, remaining the same till the day that I clock out
Homebody at heart, I'm pushing to start gotta make sure that I pop out
My niggas we coming, we coming, we coming
We coming make sure that we standout
Cause I'm on the money wave
These niggas get mad and they feel away
You know that I'm stubborn
You know I don't listen
Lil nigga I do shit the harder way
I'm on they ass today pop out and get a new tag today
These niggas be yapping they talking, they talking, they talking
Don't hear what they gotta say
Just copped a new lease on life
Don't care if I'm wrong or right
I'm an owl I love the night
Big flash shoot on sight
I gotta, I gotta, I gotta get the bag (I do)
You niggas, you niggas, you niggas is really just trash
Copped a new lease on life
I got the team all right
Shawty gon see me onna screen all night
Big flash did it all bright
Cause I got it
I got it
I got it new
You gotta
You gotta
You gotta choose
GLLTT (Rex)
Writer(s): Ryan Lynton
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