Video Start A Band de Lil Rae 2025 Rap Lyrics

Lil Rae - Start A Band Lyrics

[Intro]
(Man, Cetti, what the fuck, nigga?)
(Jai on the beat)

[Verse]
They keep sayin' the wrong shit, that's why they dyin'
Talkin' 'bout you upped the score, thug, why the hell you lyin'?
Fiend for the money, COA, I gotta try (Gotta get it any way)
Got your brother hit the same day, oh, now you quiet? (And that's on God)
Postin' guns get you indicted
I would've gave y'all a better life than Joe Biden
My bitch like a candy grape, that's how I like it (That's how I what?)
Hard on the outside, but it's sweet inside it
Must wanna have my kids the way you ridin' me (On God)
We hotbox the car with dead opps, they fryin' mе
Better not get in my way, gon' gеt put behind me
When this band get took off my leg, want you to find me (Come on)
We need to start a band, we pulled up five deep (On gang)
With drums on every stick, you'd think we Chinese (Man, come on)
I started my own label, now they screamin', "Sign me"
You can catch me right there where they overlooked Rae, sign me
Thought shit was sweet around this way, got hit with Drac', I tried to tell you
I'm off this RP 20, I ain't gotta time to play, I'm tryna nail you
Want me to send it to you, cash your app or pay you, I could Zelle you
Ain't tryna let me be the president, fuck that, I'll be the mayor
So much ice around my wrist, this bitch look like a glacier
Blue tips inside a baby ARP, thought it was tracers
Caught him runnin' up and made him stop like PG on the Pacers
Rick Owens with the baggy jeans to match, I'm havin' flavor
Where the motion at? Save all the cap for the ones who can't tell
We gon' see who drop the most tonight, fill his car up with shells
Catch a nigga while he gettin' his food, can't go to Taco Bell
Mom dukes don't like the way I talk, already know I'm goin' to hell
[Outro]
YCOE
And fuck all these niggas, man, shit
YCOE
Come here, come on