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Raised Me Lyrics


Bia Raised Me

[Intro]
Uh, ayy
(Yeah, uh) You know I'm about my cash
You know all about my money
BIA, BIA (Uh, uh)
Who's that?

[Verse 1]
Not for nothin', I got motion, my traction never lackin' (Skrrt)
Say my name, say my name, more Ls, it never happened (Huh)
What's up with the cappin'? Find me right where the cash is
Subbin' me just to get a reaction
It's like everywhere I go, I'm tapped in (I'm tapped in), uh
They playin' roles, they actin' (They actin')
But I don't f..ckin' jack it (No)
Somewhere, the math ain't mathin'
Google my bars for captions (Woah)
I live it, I rap it in expensive fabric
Mix the Marni, I'm matchin'
My waist, I'm snatchin' (Ayy)
They speak on mе, they chattin'
[Chorus]
Money on my mind and my mind on my money and thе business that pays me, uh (Cash)
I'm movin' dangerous, tryna make it home safely, uh (Skrrt)
I heard it's shade but I ain't seen that much lately (I ain't seen that much lately)
I'm a boss ass bitch like how my mama'nem raised me (Grrah), uh

[Post-Chorus]
Don't make me crash out (Skrrt)
They startin' to move like some dummies
I pull that cash out
They couldn't do nothin' for me
I put the ash out
They screamin', "Smoke," I hear nothin'
Got a trick up on my sleeve 'cause I'm always up to somethin' (BIA, BIA)

[Verse 2]
Like SUV when I back out
Went back on road, take back routes (Back routes)
Go band for band, pull a stack out (Cash)
Waste man, so I gotta take trash out
Let me switch my lenses, see who my friends is
Had to dub my man and my Benzs
Money make me come to my senses (Cash)
I count up like the census
And since you subscribed to me then you can get your issue (You can get your issue)
I can't tell who's real or fake because they blur their pixels (Woah)
And since I'm super active, they been actin' superficial
I know who got my back 'cause you can't front (Grrah) on who been with you
[Chorus]
Money on my mind and my mind on my money and the business that pays me, uh (Cash)
I'm movin' dangerous, tryna make it home safely, uh (Skrrt)
I heard it's shade but I ain't seen that much lately (I ain't seen that much lately)
I'm a boss ass bitch like how my mama'nem raised me (Grrah), uh

[Post-Chorus]
Don't make me crash out (Skrrt)
They startin' to move like some dummies
I pull that cash out
They couldn't do nothin' for me
I put the ash out
They screamin', "Smoke," I hear nothin'
Got a trick up on my sleeve 'cause I'm always up to somethin' (BIA, BIA)


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