Lyrics:
I want red rubber bands on these hunnids, so they know bout the shit
Seen I'm rich the way I'm rolling, homie, nah, I ain't crip
Follow command? Lil
This beat by Kolosal
That money is coming
My palms is itchin
Im right round the corner
You doing all that bitching
Gimmie couple minutes im coming
Look, I used to fuck with a diva
She used to drip by the liter
I called that bitch aquafina
She roll up the dank
Told her let’s pour up and drank
let's get active
Here by evil might start laughing
Ball like Mike and move like Jackson
Shoot like Paxson I be spazzing
Head in traffic, look like magic
rob a business
If the plug don't answer yeah I'm gonna throw a bitch fit
So for now I slow up hold up and i take a nick hit
Just to tide me over
I'm
ock from the store
Rob from the rich and I give to the poor
Raw, Raw, Raw, Raw
Been fresh... RIP Uncle Phil
Always played Tommy, ya'll was Phil & Lil
a lil' too extra PAT
I'm gonna rock your shit no PNB
And then I'll rob yo' ass like BNE
You wanna roll the dice like DND
I'm finna air you out no BNB
Wanna
the g-wagon (Yeah)
Got a back end coming, everywhere I'm stunting (Bow, bow, bow)
They just tryna' rob me, and they just tryna' stop me
But I'm good though, I
Aye
Hold on
Uh
Look
Right
Yea
Right
I got Demons on my side
I got, hold on
Aye, look
Smoke in front the corner store
Cops passing by while we going
Bitch I'm like a farmer, I ain't playin' bout my chicken
All I know is motion, motion, motion, I'ma get it
Fuck, I look like goin broke lil bitch, I
We bendin the curve
No mask on outside lil nigga gone purge
I'm bendin the curve no mask on outside you know we gone purge
Brand new Lamborghini pull
That man got the pac man i call dat nigga pacman
Chase him but cant catch him cuz i know he got dat pacman
Try to rob me say hello to da PacMan
outside, he pulling up with Rob
Heard Double0 don't needa' bitch, can you pass the Cîroc?
If Flaco tryna catch a tandem, we go to the top
Lil' Bubz ready
you match our cream
And only in your dreams can you see what we see
Lil' Ceaser-
Now lend me your ear, listen closely
I wear these jewels like
(TJ produced it)
Ooh-whoa, oh-oh, oh
I used to call you my lil' bro, you went and broke the code
Oh, yeah
Uh (Key Gang got the keys jumpin')
the cruel people
Baby, that ain't nothin' but trouble
I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream
Well, I want you to hold on to that dream
the cruel people
Baby, that ain't nothin' but trouble
I always taught you that you could have whatever you dream
Well, I want you to hold on to that dream
rob by myself
Se opp, hot pot, then, I step
Bet you been miserable since I left
No, no, you can't have my wealth
Louis V, all-white belt
I snatch
See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been black
And my hair, I tried it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly
See, I can kinda recall a lil' ways back
Small, tryin' to ball, always been black
And my hair, I tried it all I even went flat
Had a lumpy curly
We, we don't give a fuck about you
Your homey on the block can get it too
Y'all lil' motherfuckers ain't gang-ster, save your
Crew, before I put
You broke my heart lil Fredo
Where in the world is dopeSMOOTHIES-diego
Feds did a sweep
Now I'm yelling free Se tho
Bitch tried to back door me like
yeah)
She my lil yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah (yeah yeah)
Written by Jaydee Davis and Katanobeat
&
Rob for that bread & butter
Die for that bread & butter
Creep on ya bitch and then say you love her
For that bread & butter
Runnin' low on funds so we
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