Lyrics:
you be chirpin' at
Man behind the beats
Now I gotta put the curtain back (Woo)
You know I can't track when you hear the beat
I don't wanna go to war
I can't put my trust in you, cuz you let me down
You seen me go through these struggles
And you ain't help me out, ima man
So ima get it out the mud,
as lunch for a guy like me cah I got the Midas Touch
I ain’t even seen like most of my fam for a few good few months cah right now man I gotta move so cold
You know I fuck with my lil mama
She know how to bake a cake
Yeah I fuck with my lil mama
Yeah for me she'll rob a bank
I been out the way heard you
getting to it
I won't ever stop I ain't never losing
Just bop to it
If you feeling real good just bop to it
Got ya bitch by your side just bop to it
Keep
to the hood, put him on set
Do a drive by on the first day
Pull down on him on lurk day
Shoot him in the face on a church day
Pulled down on him, it's throw
that nigga solid4 slash al Capone M.O.B gangster
Lil foe man that boy straight Savage
Running up that check so fast lil shawty can't manage
Lil foe man
'cause I know that I am, man
I'm goin' down in history like American Bandstand
I stay fresh to def like the neighborhood dope man
I stay on the top
that good weed up
Tell em' meet with us
It's not a thing we can't afford
So get in my car
Tell your friends you tryna' roll
Splash
Pretty bitches
on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her
They've been telling me
Bitch been gassing shit
Everything
I said Oww
I can't stand his
Hoe ass
Ay
Ay
Fuck her good
Beat her down
Stretch her pussy out
She
hunt me down then you
Probably might hate me
Lil' baby, lil' baby, I'm bein' real
I ain't playin'
Don't put your heart in my hand
I'll fuck it up
I
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
like me
It strikes me in the bod, you don't give a shit about Lil' Rob
[Chorus]
Can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep
like me
It strikes me in the bod, you don't give a shit about Lil' Rob
[Chorus]
Can it be I be the only one that knows the rules
All these fools keep
BiBi DA KiNG BABY
Bibi is it true that you rob these niggas
Yea i double back down by robbing these niggas
Never gave a fuck might just pop me
gone stand on business
Ready to rob the trap no kizzy (It's Bose)
Can't sit the bottle down, I think bout purple when I sleep
Been lookin all around, I
like a big dog
But somehow, I'm still the same
I was raised up by Rob and Wayne
I'll keep this cash, you take the fame
Know they gon ask you how you do
Feelin paranoid I cant let em know that I got one tucked. What the fuck. I'm tryna make it out.
Keep yo foot on the gas, so that the car stayin on. Cause
cannot crush
Fucking her good then Im telling her hush
Sipping on wock but i don't do the slush
Fuck a degree getting money a must
Can't trust a man but my
hating on it, man you might as well join it
Cause you know that you can't beat us
All this money but still but it keep growing, pockets feeling just like
feel just like Beyonce, niggas love to say my name
I can't back down from no nigga, I bring more smoke than Taylor Gang (shh)
I'm the G.O.A.T., dunkin'
All the girls that hold it down, getting beat on by they man
Respect women, I don't care if they a 2 or a 10
We don't beat on Kat Stacks, we just
now
Missin' all the blocks cuz I'm surrounded by woods now
It's supposed to be good now
It's like I'm walkin' tight rope and can't look down
Fire
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