Soda and Vodka

[Intro]
Benihana Boy!

[Chorus: Raw-B]
Need that de Niro, commas and zeroes
I got my Savior, don't need any heroes
Mama in Reno, bought at casinos
I’m in Atlanta, just snoozin' my ego
I got some problems, I want nirvana
Swervin' surrender, but know that I gotta
Soda and vodka, I need some water
Prayin’ I don't end up dead like my father

[Post-Chorus: Raw-B]
Oh-Oh man, shakin' up hands
Stackin' up grands, all a part of the plan
No TikTok dance, I go all for the fans
When I'm off of the Gram, I go talk to the fam
There's not no chance you could take what I worked for (Yeah)
Can't ride my wave wit' a surfboard
That ship sailed when I beg for support more
Got big talk, but it’s all a dang folklore (Shoot)

[Verse 1: Raw-B]
Last year crazy, but I got this (Yes sir)
I ain’t gonna listen to the gossip (No sir)
Just bеcause [?] out-of-pocket
Guess you'rе too safe for the grace He deposits
I ain’t gon' wait for the aim from the prophets
'Bout to go take what He gave to the lost (Yeh)
Y'all been fake for the [?] in the process
Sin been paid and it’s nailed to the cross
Yeah, why you tryna take to a white-all? (White-all)
Actin' like you really got a halo (Halo)
I'm not perfect, but I'm okay, though
One sees you and they wanna go lay low
Feel some type of way when I be talkin' 'bout a payroll
It's just the beginnin', I ain't even made a bankroll
Isn't it really nice when he goes to set the table?
We about to eat without me signin' to a label

[Chorus: Raw-B]
Need that de Niro, commas and zeroes
I got my Savior, don't need any heroes
Mama in Reno, bought at casinos
I'm in Atlanta, just snoozin' my ego
I got some problems, I want nirvana
Swervin' surrender, but know that I gotta
Soda and vodka, I need some water
Prayin' I don't end up dead like my father

[Post-Chorus: Raw-B]
Oh-Oh man, shakin' up hands
Stackin' up grands, all a part of the plan
No TikTok dance, I go all for the fans
When I'm off of the Gram, I go talk to the fam
There's not no chance you could take what I worked for (Yeah)
Can't ride my wave wit' a surfboard
That ship sailed when I beg for support more
Got big talk, but it's all a dang folklore (It's all a dang folklore)

[Verse 2: 350]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Open up my head like "When'd it get so violent?"
I been on so bad like, oh, they wanted me to riot
I was down a minute, I had visions of me dyin'
Yeah, and they tried me
Tryna run up on my love, I ain't scared, though
Actin' like I didn't come from the ghetto
Had to open up my mind to the real world
Back now
Tryna make my folks and my whole fam proud
Uncle sold dope, I could have gone to that route
I kept low, though, I mumbled in the background
Wish I'd scream my letters sooner so I calm down
Now I'm just traumatized, I'm sedated, I'm faded
Call it lies, I ain't famous, I'm hated
Mama cries when she prays for her baby

[Chorus: Raw-B]
Need that de Niro, commas and zeroes
I got my Savior, don't need any heroes
Mama in Reno, bought at casinos
I'm in Atlanta, just snoozin' my ego
I got some problems, I want nirvana
Swervin' surrender, but know that I gotta
Soda and vodka, I need some water
Prayin' I don't end up dead like my father

[Post-Chorus: Raw-B]
Oh-Oh man, shakin' up hands
Stackin' up grands, all a part of the plan
No TikTok dance, I go all for the fans
When I'm off of the Gram, I go talk to the fam
There's not no chance you could take what I worked for (Yeah)
Can't ride my wave wit' a surfboard
That ship sailed when I beg for support more
Got big talk, but it's all a dang folklore (Shoot)