Lyrics:
I said, Girl, don't rob me
She looked in my eyes and said
Who's gonna stop me
And now we wrestlin wrestlin wrestlin
B-cup to my chest and it get
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
behavin' like they ought ta good
There lived a lil' boy who was misled
By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said
"Me and Ty, we gonna make sum cash
dis shit dolo
I see me a opp and you know I'm on go mode
Niggas be pussy I call dat boy nono
Mexican plug, get da P's by da Ocho
Dont try to rob you get
when I
When ya stand by the blades you can feel a slight breeze
Stop by House of Dubs just to keep 'em on clean
Fell up in the Peabody, the most
Banks stop, guns pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like a sonar range drop
When I grind, I wear the same thing tomorrow
When you grind,
elementary (what you do?)
I swung on his teacher 'bout him, yeah in elementary (on blood, yeah)
Stop all the killing and let's go get it (racks)
When you
couldn't stop me
Like the homie Jim Jones, I be in the lobby
Nigga tried to hit me two times with the shotty
Missed me, I dodged both shots, Kyrie
Do it
Block Hot
Block Hot
The Block is hot
Gotta watch out for the ops
In and out
Birds coming by the flock
They setup shop
Just to get a lil guap
Plot
the doors on my newest ride (wrmm)
Like the Porsche when I'm zoomin' by
I'm super smart, but I'm stupid high (skrr, skrr)
The trap is back, and the proof
rather Hustle our way Up
How U gone Rob the Goon
This ain't no time to play
We dont do minimum wage
We rather Hustle our way Up
I move that Work by the Day
Ayy
I'm just tryna rob a ling ling longstocking
Ayy pull up‚ pah pah pah, you
Hear that pole pop you, Uh
I can't leave the scene
Until his soul
I just rolled a backwood of some s**t ion know the name to
Tryna keep composure kuz a n***a on that drank too
I just realized won’t no day go by that
Glizzy my
Credit A1 with them killers
My credit A1 with them banks
Oh I heard you want me come get me
I'm posted with chops on the 8th
Lil' nigga stop it
the day I lost my coolness
[Chorus x2: Frank V (Lil' Rob)]
'cause now they don't ask where you're from no more (Where you from ese?)
They just roll along
know I got it (yuh)
That's my lil' favorite bih, don't stop it (ooh)
She be rockin' Prada with Balenciaga (sauce)
Pull up in that foreign playin' Lady
She say that she love me
Because I got curls
Lil baby just watch it
Lil Nike whip curl
Aye, look like a squirrel
Told that bitch stop it; I'm rocking
again,let me get ya
Whole pay check one time when I
Couldn't pay the rent, now look at
Ya baby Benz with the lil' TV and
The crazy rims,big rocks on ya
(Thank you)
Bitch, you see a pussy ass nigga
When you look inside the mirror
(What the fuck?)
Can't even rob banks no more 'cause
Now I'm a public figure
watch di news
Ah little boy grab ah gun say him no gat no food
Rob him ah go rob with attitude
Put it pon youtube then watch the views
It's so sad when
NoHoeShyt
Whole squad
Big byllz
Big B’s when I ride lil bitch
No skinny
Got to the Bag
Yea I bought a choppa
And two extra clips keep my semi
dog I don't know when
Ima' ever stop
Rolling this pot ya
Line my lil white paper up with this wok ya
All them lil white babies all around my cock ya
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
'm hoppin' outta shorty whip
I'm by the tel, across exxon by the shell
Sense of urgency on the cell
We gon' pick you up, when ya flight land
We in a tight
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