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TRB Roddy

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(Shoutout to "Young Misfit Gang", ha, bitch ass nigga bro)
Ay, Geo got the bands, huh?
Yessir
Roddy on the beat
(Yuh yuh, aye, aimbot, run up, headshots)
(Yuh, aimbot, run up, headshots)
(Yuh, aimbot, run up, headshots)
Mom, Roddy's making hits again (Aye!)

Glock wit' a beam, that bitch got aimbot (Brrrrr)
Barely gotta aim when I shoot, I shoot headshots (Boom!)
Never switch on the gang, I been on the same block (What, what?)
Rebel boy just might take some shit out yo mailbox (Boom, boom, boom)
He talking shit up on the 'Gram, man, he might get his shit shot
(What?), This nigga said he wanna fistfight, he might get his shit rocked
Bitch, I been counting blues like I don't f*ck with Xbox
I told that bitch "Hit my email, 'cause I do not text thots" (What, what?)

Yuh, yuh, Young Roddy, bitch
Yuh, yuh, Young Roddy, bitch (Aye!)
Yuh, yuh, Young Roddy, bitch
Bitch, bitch, bitch, bitch
Bitch, I'm counting up coins like I'm Mario
These niggas run from the gang, they got cardio (Nyerrrm)
Snacking on ramen, that's a lot of sodim (Huh?)
Yo bitch, she stand on my dick like a podium, what?
Devil worshipers inside of my DM's
I bet they won't say a word when I pop out and see 'em (Pussy)
I got some questions for 'em, can't wait til' I meet 'em
That lil nigga a bitch, I would not wanna be him
I shot my shot at a thot, and I only got basket (Kobe!)
We pull up at your funeral, piss on your casket (Ha)
Lil bitch, I am a tiger, yo girl Carole Baskin (GRRRR)
That boy talk all that shit, we turned 'em into has-beens

Glock wit' a beam, that bitch got aimbot (Brrrrrah)
Barely gotta aim when I shoot, I shoot headshots (Brrrrah)
Never switch on the gang, I been on the same block (What, what?)
Rebel boy just might take some shit out yo mailbox (Yeah, Yeah)
He talking shit up on the 'Gram, man, he might get his shit shot (Huh, what?)
(What?), This nigga said he wanna fistfight, he might get his shit rocked
Bitch, I been counting blues like I don't f*ck with Xbox
I told that bitch "Hit my email, 'cause I do not text thots" (Aye, bitch!)

(What?), Catching the opps lacking, like it's Pokemon (Yessir)
He better not say a word if my show be on
I got one thing to say, "AUTOGOTABLADE" (Brrrrr)
That boy talking that tuff, we post up where he stay (Skrrt, skrrt)
That boy better be strapped, you gon' lack where you lay
"Brooklyn Park" is the only song these niggas play (What?)
How he talking 'bout me?, nigga, go and get laid (Get a girl)
I be airing this bitch out like a bag of Lay's (Brrrr)
Nigga talking that shit, that choppa to his face (Doo, doo, doo)
Rebel boy do not play, I'm runnin' your fade
Music hot like the sun, nigga, Roddy need shade
Terrod is fresh like Febreze, and you can get sprayed, bitch (yessir)

Glock wit' a beam, that bitch got aimbot
Barely gotta aim when I shoot, I shoot headshots
Never switch on the gang, I been on the same block
Rebel boy just might take some shit out yo mailbox
He talking shit up on the 'Gram, man, he might get his shit shot
This nigga said he wanna fistfight, he might get his shit rocked
Bitch, I been counting blues like I don't f*ck with Xbox
I told that bitch "Hit my email, 'cause I do not text thots"

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