Lyrics:
fine
I see em takin' water even though it's not the time
There's dried up riverbeds, the Murray-Darling's nearly dead
But now we got a lake on some farms
in the streets all I could do is be me
With Flo Rida, nothing in common I'm not a B.O.B
(Hold up) hustle hard and I'm hands-on I'm a good guy that
coming through
We sing Amazing Grace over two dollar plate
One roll snake eyes like Jake The Snake
Many lies put up for stakes
Wash our sins
a 6 for that loss
I got my niggas on the road and there still doin bits and bobs
They got their arse filled with dots
The last time I put in the work
to the A
And roll it back up to the Bay (ayy)
Now bob your head, then look away
Now bob your head, then look away
Now bob your head, then look away
Now bob your
vampires
Was in them bob wires stuck
Stick not wired up
Never d riding for the higher up
Every time I take a piss that's for the dead opps
Squad pulling
Bob not Ross
Yeah, yeah
Harry you're acting so sus
Yeah, yeah
I'm a better rapper than Ross
Yeah, yeah
On the fucking beat I cook up a fuss
Yeah, yeah
bouquet
And by the look at my paint, man it's a wonderful spray
Sucker trynna fuck my high up on a sucker-free day
I told that sucker park your whip cause
niggas want to be and shit
Or niggas just bored, want to be in shit
'Fore they get to rappin', start believin' it
Think they Ali and shit
I roll with
coming hard with it
[Chorus: x2]
All I wanna see is broads with us
Strange hella odd niggaz
Roll with them hard Hitters
That would mob with us
So
you livin'
It ain't got to be like that
By doing the givin'
It was your own choice
Scratched up your Rolls Royce
Every dumb friend you had
Was
and demons and ghosts
But shh, hold up Bob, Don't go there
You know that they watching, they all see and stare but
They can't stop me, I'm already there
express how I feel
If I ain't rich by twenty-six, I'll be dead or in jail
Comin up I heard sippin to much booze'll leave you confused
And if you watch
And you've all had that experience in Thrifty and right Aid where time seems to slow down. I think Boris got his film fucked up by the technologist who must be
in the mix it's time to chill
Char-la-la brought the on' what is asked in the blunts
Roll up some Bob Marley joints some skunk datz tight
And Nate got
you right by
Right by my side
I don't ever wanna lose you
With you
I've been busy
With you
I've been missing
Is it true
That you miss me
Slide through
I
'm parked out front by mistake, I caught stunts (I caught stunts)
They was watchin' me roll up, seein' I was froze up (yeah)
She ain't come with nobody,
on that pussy drive me outta control
Well it (Uh) started in the DM, liked a couple pics then we met up in the PM
Body full of tatts bitch you know I had
(Babe im on my way, don’t you fade away)
I’mma make your eyes roll back like
(Babe im on my way, don’t you fade away)
And its only 6PM, ‘bout to be up in
like the stooges, or goddamn musketeers
So come on Hopper Bob, it’s time for another round
We’ve got some hell to raise, and good times to go down
I know
weed, you know I'm
Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet again
Steadily
blunt wrap
Find my way to the spot
We know they kick it at
Nice beach by the river
Roll it up
You know how I be
Always on the green
Light it up, yuh
Take
of my BMs
Lose how can I
Went to sleep and then I
Woke up this morning on some rack shit
Let my bitch roll the blunt told Alexa play some trap shit
My
Off-White ones up like Jordan back in '85
Prices goin' up for a vid', you gotta pay me five
How I up a Rolls and Benz at the same time?
How the hell is
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