Lyrics:
And make it slattt
Better not pull up on the drive
You know they takin
Nigga's say they wanna rob me
For they work back
I don't give a fuck
If they
Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill
Uh, uh
Add the whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold
Yo we 'bout to start a epidemic wit
Rob the jewelry store and tell 'em make me a grill
Uh, uh
Add the whole top diamond and the bottom rose gold
Yo we 'bout to start a epidemic wit
Mentally ill, please someone call a docta'
911 it's emergency go get a docta'
You don't know by now boy they call me Waka Flocka
Gotta bad habbit
this lil' bitch thinkin' she all
That? Her house ain't even clean (Bitch)
It's just the weed smell
But they think I got bad hygiene
Pull up with a Call
?
And I've been chasing dough and I can't let them follow me (Yeah)
And if they go, we gon'
Shoot us a spot, run from the cops, fuck on a thot
Go rob
(Southside on the track, yeah)
Yeah
Cut the bullshit, I'm not with it
Call your main bitch, she let me hit it
Haha, ha
(Metro Boomin want some
to change 'cause it's a cycle
Plus nobody knows, the evil that they might do
Lil' Moo, Big Yak, K Kastro
Big Malc, Hussein, call them Outlawz
Tellin'
Some of that feel good kind of music
If you dont know my name, they call me Lil Rob
Well my name's Roberto Flores
But my homeboys call me Lil Rob
All I hear is money every time I hear my phone
You do the math, 20 calls a day, a pack to 20
Ain't ever worried bout it, kid has always held his own
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"
tryna ID me said i fit the description
Leave my hands dirty, I'ma bury that nigga
Live by the gun, you gon' be first, lil' nigga
Finger on the trigger,
to carry ,this yoke as I provoked all the pious one's /banded liberty rob us from our family made my essence abandoned by 3 degree /give me
want wifey (call me)
I know that lil' mama tryna fight me (ayy)
I got slatt engrated in my Nikes
Oh, you caught a body? Doesn't excite me (fool)
All
a rollie on so they call me Rollie Retch
Rolls Royce ridin' make them niggas
Hold they breath breathes
Throwin' money, you just showin' money
I got that ho,
from Malibu
Where I come from bitch they call it the trenches
Don't be calling my number or calling my name if you ain't calling me talmbout business
I'm
in a Buick
Twisting up dro with a 4 in some root beer
Kicking in doors rob ya folks for they jewelry
Niggas be hoes but me, I'm exclusive
Screwing my
By the way that I go put that sauce on a nigga
Mane just by the way that I carry a bitch
Call me backpack kid when I floss on a nigga
Mane these
a motherfuckn' hand
Every fight, the Mariot, she let me beat it like a band
I never had to rob, I never had a job
They wouldn't hire me 'cause I was lookin' like
the truth
Niggas tell lies when they in the booth
Rap so easy 'cause I tell the truth
Lil B past rap all he make is presents
Every gift is a present
(H20 you made this)
I'm with the gang they how we bumming, uh
These VVS stunning
Me and KJ we post on the block like we won't catch a opp man that
People got this because they want this
Little cholo, oh no, Lil' Rob coming with my steelo ma
Lyrics are like the bullets out of a quette, time to reload
stuck like glue
Ahhh
Ahhh
Talk Yo Shii Tuk
Im stomping on shit I use a trip over Now it ain't nothin' to me
This chip still right on my shoulder so they
Gohsty be fresh, pull big moves with my broskis
Imma pull up with a tight fade, everybody screaming Kobe
I got broads in the back, they call me Lil Mosey
I
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