Bologna
Official T-Rob
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Cuz that’s disrespectful, tryna be Hollywood, Tch Who are you? T-Rob Who? What the f*ck? Name one of your songs, cuz I don’t know shit (ha ha ha) Nah why she tryna cap like she ain’t know me? Like, you know who the f*ck I am (heh heh) (Aye Aye) All for the fame they trolling, tryda do me like forty Think it’s a game like Sony, till the bull snap like Tony, aye Tryda act like you ain’t know me, how you claim you my homie? Moment you cap you a phony, claiming you real come show me, aye Sipping the dream no codeine, I wanna live won’t ODE, aye aye Same girl that said “do not phone me”, said “she gon slide when she horny”, aye aye Everyone fake they bologna, living a lie they corny, aye aye Know what’s at stake when they told me, that’s why I be on my lonely, aye aye I’m not a one trick pony, nigga I got no opponent Woke while you dozing, you either work or you own it Taking a pick like I’m combing Watchu disclosing? You prolly worried bout ice That’s why ya bank looking frozen Live for the moment, tell em I do what I like Ya chick let me take off her clothing Curtains is closing, check for no kinda exposure Fore we get wild on the sofa Forward I choke her, one hand and all when I fold her Smash from the back like a boulder If she was mine, I would do some to hold her Maybe massage on her shoulders Bitch you a dime, you could be hotter than solar Swear with these thots I be colder Take her inside, hump on her face when she throat it Then Ima tell her it’s over She want the guys? Get her best friend, bend her over Ima make sure that she notice That I’m not kind, not to the ones that be folding Can’t show an ounce of emotion Don’t waste my time, get ya third strike we not bowling That’s a bad sign like an omen, aye aye PS don’t want no controller, aye Know a bad bitch that tried put a nigga under hypnosis, aye Been through mad shit, already knew the ones that switch be the closest Any B.S. Is hopeless, Don’t inject me, I’m immune to ya dosage, aye All for the fame they trolling, tryda do me like forty Think it’s a game like Sony, till the bull snap like Tony, aye Tryda act like you ain’t know me, how you claim you my homie? Moment you cap you a phony, claiming you real come show me, aye Sipping the dream no codeine, I wanna live won’t ODE, aye aye Same girl that said “do not phone me”, said “she gon slide when she horny”, aye aye Everyone fake they bologna, living a lie they corny, aye aye Know what’s at stake when they told me, that’s why I be on my lonely, aye aye
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