Lyrics:
he know he gonna die
We stick with the choppas, and keep ''em on fire, I'm gonna make him see GOD if he Wanna come try
Went on vacation and got a lil
What's up ese
Lil' Rob, simon
It's that vato you fools tried to hold back
But it was once said that you can't keep a good man down
And so I'm back,
built by suburban
N****z around lookin like they nervous, I see 'em
N****z around me want to rob him and leave him
But I'm partyin tonight for one
built by suburban
Niggaz around lookin like they nervous, I see 'em
Niggaz around me want to rob him and leave him
But I'm partyin tonight for one
this high
Ain't finna let nobody kill my vibe
They committed social suicide
But me? I refuse to die (I refuse to die)
I will never come down from
Fly, fly, fly
It's Gucci (it's Gucci)
Huh? Fly (woo)
I drink 'til I'm drunk (yeah), smoke 'til I'm high (yeah)
Castle on the hill (well damn),
fuck?)
I was gon' rob Lil Uzi with a big pump (boom)
I was gon' rob Lil Pump with a big Uzi (brr)
They gon' put money on my head, tryna get to me
rappers by day's end
Yet they lack the skill niggas don't really rap for real
I clap the steel you 100 yard dash like it was track and field
Cut from a rare
has only been held down by jealous haters
Lil' Rob releases a statement today stating
"You can't keep a good man down, and I will have the last laugh"
The homies
The homies
And that's why I'm selling
Seashells by the Southside til I die
Seashells by the Eastside til I die
Seashells by the Westside til I die
come in this bitch I'm
Too fly
I'm up in the clouds I'm too high
I'm yay I'm that guy
They walking you down no drive by
That beam on you head like bright
hittas
If it go down
They all bout to die
If I call one
They all gone slide
Live by the code never switch on my guys
You pop you a pill to go rob a guy ,
I
'til I'm dead (nigga)
This kid is white with buttonholes inside that bled
I'm pumpin' O's with lots of hay (oh)
I'm so high (yeah) and really I don't
to em
I'm tired of rappers just sliding by
With z a y ain't no bypass
You can't get pass without an I-pass
Stop mumble rapping nigga let it go
This
niggas, they be all fun and games (haha)
'Til I put a rapper on the news, just to be entertained (brrt, brrt)
Y'all niggas tote guns out of town and think
'til I'm dead (nigga)
This kid is white with buttonholes inside that bled
I'm pumpin' O's with lots of hay (oh)
I'm so high (yeah) and really I don't
'm cooking pasta
Dreads on my head lil nigga i'm a rosta
Who's this witness, mind your fucking business
Nigga right now
When you make them bad decisions
You
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
motherfuckers up when we pass by
Until I die, live the life of a boss player, 'cause even when I'm high
Fuck with me and get crossed later, the futures in my
Put on a fresh new fit new kicks to the whip like flint finna smoke a lil hay
Finna take a ride on lake shore drive I be riding high like im S N Y
Smoke
couldn't care less if
Time flies by
18 'til I die
Gonna be 18 'til I die
Yeah, it sure feels good
To be alive
Someday I'll be 18 goin' on 55
18 'til I
a ryde or die bitch (me too)
(Smoke 'dro, drink liquor, like to fuck 'til I cum)
I need a ryde or die bitch
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my
a ryde or die bitch (me too)
(Smoke 'dro, drink liquor, like to fuck 'til I cum)
I need a ryde or die bitch
(I rock a icy ass chain with a earring in my
yours nigga
I don't give no fuck, nigga
Gang shit
One one one, huh
Grrr, bow, bow bow
Shoot us a spot, run from the cops, fuck on a thot
Go rob
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