Lyrics:
a shooter, he gon' knock your ass off, that ain't my homie
Zombie mode, walk in the street, nowhere to go, bitch, I was roamin
Had to rob and hit a lick
Unh, yeah
I like the way this feel right here
Yo turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit
Yeah
There ain't shit in this world deeper than
wake you with a morning kiss
'Cause I know it's been all night, and nasty's what you like
Wine, your body, your mine, let me dive into your ocean
Kisses
you rob your bro and you better not tell your mother
Chase for the jet, I'ma send that lil' ho right there through American
This ain't that, her time
work this won't over night
I aint cocky nigga but I know I'm nice
cnd I don't want your love if it aint genuine
Streets got me moving all militant
Lil
a whole brick
Sellin' zones out a whole pound
Trap rollin' like an X pill
Movin' work on a Greyhound
Counting up what I made now
Try to rob, get laid
Perkies, 30s, your pockets hurting
Tried to rob
But he got popped by that owner Kirby
Should've never jumped in the street
Should've stayed a nerdy
That red
what's your nickname, what gang you claim?
It's the same as last year officer, it's all the same
Lil' Rob had fun while it lasted
Who would have thought
what's your nickname, what gang you claim?
It's the same as last year officer, it's all the same
Lil' Rob had fun while it lasted
Who would have thought
It's been a while, I miss your kisses
Ayy shawty, can I make you mine?
I know a place we could visit
Where we can waste all our time
I'm tryna treat you
All hail to the West coast, I am the grand wizard
The West coast warlord and the future is today
'Cause tomorrow that shit never come
I worry 'bout
sure my family straight, I'm sorry misses
I might go MIA for a lil while don't come lookin' for me but I'm sendin' you kisses
All of my niggas on go
None
and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me
[Lac]
Look if I pull up on the block
5 duece Hoover
Still $1, 200 for the whole cruiser
Still do a drive by in the Uber
Head band but I'm not a fuckin' hooper
We trap big well mine a lil
hurt me
I ran it up fast, I'm back in your ass They hatin' on me cause the niggas I passed
I got in my bag, I ain't never gon' brag, humble lil' nigga, I
with ya
I be right back in NYC, be my part time loverr..
I keep a smile on your face, and bring you jewels when you thinkin' that
At least when you
The fuck from round
Me/I ain’t got
The time to deal
With your nonsense/that meth got your
Mind all fucked up real shit you trippin bruh/I’m to grown
beside
Don't fuck with new niggas no more, I didn't know you before nigga, no, you can't hop in my ride
Drive by and I rob, hip-hop for the guap
Sit back
asking for kisses
When I'm granting their wishes
They be passing they digit's
Carry up on the block
Getting screwed by the cop
Cutting school, getting off
It wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered
By the bullet of bad the singer of sad
Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
Swish, I'm balling
I'm so awesome
Old bitch keep calling
She think I'm awesome
Jackboys wanna rob me
I'm so awesome
Out here like a possum
I
should've hit my knees and
Prayed for better ways
He play at the red light
He'll catch a red light
Promise, baby, if your head right
Then I'm there every
your shit, boy you better dip
Death before dishonor, like I’m John Proctor
You say you got cash, I got this FN nigga imma rob ya
She gave me that good
did it, all by myself
You could send the rest, I got my niggas in the back
They gone fall in line when they put your guys to rest
Wavell gang
Wavell
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