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'bout all of that G
Shit you hear me talk
Certified everywhere, so if you thought
That you was gon' rob some' 'round here
Nigga hold your horses
Me and BG

drove it where my gang hang
Came through and seen my lil
Niggas out gang banging
Nigga throwing two fingers, two gangsters
Two pistols
We drive benz

Don’t give me no clout
Don’t give me the funny
Just give me the money and you can go

Lil Gotit:
Hey baby
All my slimes coming in
And you know they bout

yo' bitch drop that!
I smoke the most of the reefer
Hangin' wit' Dos Cadenas
Made it rain, hurricane
Give out that money like FEMA
Turn that lil bitch

this shit by the dozen
I'm cutthroat man I just robbed my cousin
Alotta foreign bitches but I can't love em
That 40 on me I ain't tussling
I hop out

a nigga in middle school
I'm looking where my pen go
Video at the grave sight
We by the dead folks (Brra)
With the chopper
Feel like Hungry Hungry Hippo
Rap

Uh, going HAM
I can't afford it, so I'm eating Spam
Watching Rob Van Dam what the fuck? Sam I Am
With the green eggs and ham, nigga I'm crazy
Come

buh buh) shot my heart, went down
All my love gone, down the drain, went down
All I see is money
Fly lil shawty hit the ground
Look to the sky, tear

I need is a tuba
Niggas squares, I'ma call them a grid
Might drag your grandmother by her wig
Got it out the mud, feel like a pig
Lexus coupe, riding

to God
Now it's different
I made the Milly, just by takin' your misses
Little fuckboy so watch now, watch in 2022
You motherfuckers have to dead me
'cah

on Disney channel
Drinking vino by the barrel
Popping 3’s like a Tyler Herro
305 is yours Nolimitherro
No limit geared up
No actin cap, no Rob De Niro
Speak

artist
Shoutout my lil' brother Kenny Muney
Wait, what'd you say? (Kenny Muney)

I was sittin' in the hood with a dream and a weed sack
Fast forward,

Nigga I than made 6 bands it ain't even midnight
Went and blew it on a chain cause that lil shit light
Nigga I don't never slip stick on my hip tight
Feds

can bitch and get killed with your bitch ass
Lil' bro got blood on his shirt with his Crip ass
Go write a diss and get murked, don't do shit ass

move
Yea im lil but im big homie
Dont make me send my dawgs to test u

Slide on em make em refuge
Gotta get it dawg by any means
She fucked on my dawg

skl I would call that a cramp twin
I can rob a crop in my crocs not ramping
I can drop the top
drive by an just blank him
He won’t let it off wid his

lil' ho that I'm on it, bitch, give me my money
Niggas be pussy, no kitty
Ho, welcome to Memphis where niggas be crying like bitches
Keep it a hunnid,

a lil better
Man thats for the small minded
I dont want yo chains or ya watch i want yo spotlight bitch
So i might rob and steel from any rapper with

shame
All these silly levas wanna play these silly games
Trying to play Lil' Rob for a little lame
Had to run vato over like a fucking train, Goddang

niemożliwe
Zawsze staję w poprzek jak jebane Ever Given
Nie zjadłem rozumów wszystkich wiecznie pytam (what)
Nigdy nie rób denialisty ze sceptyka
Chcesz żebym

hit a lick, I swear I lost a prof'
I'ma teach my lil' nigga how to live and how to rob
Nitties, made them wait there
Thousands by the same stairs

jak Lil Peep?
Gdy teraz mi na głowie robią mętlik aferzyści
Ciągle chodzę w żałobie, bo bez przerwy tracę zmysły
Moje życie - priv, to temat na nagłówki

Grind

50/50 Twin

Grown Man Style

2004

when them quarters, gon come in handy
Somebody could come rob you, and charge to your family
Gotta crack it all his piggy bank, that's horrible ain't it

Who Could It Be

Guerilla Maab

Resurrected [Screwed & Chopped]

2002

H-Town mob figgas
Rob niggas, on the block affiliated with drug dealers
Go getters, and a hundred percent thug niggas
You don't want to step to us, you