Rae Sremmurd – Torpedo

Lyrics Torpedo – Rae Sremmurd

Taking off for that cash like torpedo
And your pockets too tight just like a speedo
I already got a lot but I need more, fire
She gotta suck my whole soul

I’m a soldier, no limit
Just call me lieutenant
I’ll be done in a minute
I’m testin’ the fish
Married to the game, put a ring on it
It it what it is
It’s red on the bottom of my feet
I’m steppin’ in Christians
Lord, forgive me for sinnin’
I’m chokin’ the engine
Broke the record like ..
I had take risky
My b**ch she so spoiled, throw an icy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a b**ch can count up a milli with
That’s what I call friends with benefits

Bad lil’ b**ch in my lap
She see the bird, she get a key
Carbon, it come with the spoiler
I’m finna, uh, drift in this whip
Flooded that ho with the rack
Stand on the .., buckle on the champ
N**ga, we live and direct
Send all the drugs, I get a rush
Takin’ off to the money, torpedo
Now all the h*es tryna find me like Nemo
Pockets is tight as a speedo
Jet fuel makin’ me float
What exactly they mad at me for
She talkin’ too much, put dick in her throat

Taking off for that cash like torpedo
And your pockets too tight just like a speedo
I already got a lot but I need more, fire
She gotta suck my whole soul

I’m a soldier, no limit
Just call me lieutenant
I’ll be done in a minute
I’m testin’ the fish
Married to the game, put a ring on it
It it what it is
It’s red on the bottom of my feet
I’m steppin’ in Christians
Lord, forgive me for sinnin’
I’m chokin’ the engine
Broke the record like ..
I had take risky
My b**ch she so spoiled, throw an icy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a b**ch can count up a milli with
That’s what I call friends with benefits

Am I wrong for puttin’ the cheque first
Checkin’ every box on my wishlist
Dove in the deep end head first, yes sir
I’m the one that show up early
And I get straight to work, yes sir
You can bet the bag on me, n**ga
‘Cause I know my worth, ayy
We off a lil’ Reposado
She slurpin’ me like Marciano
Black chains, Johnny Bravo
Chasin’ that chicken no Roscoe’s
Said he talkin’ that cheque, mi hablo
Got a couple of cribs like Pablo

Louboutins steppin’ on raw, ho
You know I live for the right, ho
She said I’m country like Joe Dirt
In the Lambo truck, I bet she bezerk
If I flex on you n**gas, it’s gon’ hurt
I’m a martian like Wayne, I ain’t on Earth
Takin’ off like torpedo
Big bankroll, no Neo
Young Jim got the G code
I’m wild boy like Steve-O

I’m a soldier, no limit
Just call me lieutenant
I’ll be done in a minute
I’m testin’ the fish
Married to the game, put a ring on it
It it what it is
It’s red on the bottom of my feet
I’m steppin’ in Christians
Lord, forgive me for sinnin’
I’m chokin’ the engine
Broke the record like ..
I had take risky
My b**ch she so spoiled, throw an icy fit
I had to put ice on my ligaments
Need a b**ch can count up a milli with
That’s what I call friends with benefits…

Written by Swae Lee, Slim Jxmmi, Sonny Digital, Austin Powerz & SAV
Album: Sremm4Life
Produced by Sonny Digital, Austin Powerz & SAV
Rae Sremmurd | 2022

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