Lyrics:
Man I just gotta hit a lick
Would rob my plug but she pretty as a bitch
Hit her with this dick, watch her bless me for the zips
Lil Boosie, wipe me
posted by the store
I'm same lil nigga
Who can never bag a Hoe
I'm that same lil nigga
I'm That same lil nigga
Im that same lil nigga
Now my pocket
a feat
Sixteen hundred for these pants, I ain't lookin' for a seat (no)
Diamonds on me water, like I'm workin' at a beach
What's the motto, nigga? If
a lick think ima rob him and his bitch you moving to quick , you bitches aint shit its 301 up in the mix you bitches is sad aint making no bag im onna
move me
All my designer by Louis
Half a M in the suitcase
Cartier got blue face
Check out the jewelry
Aint no cap in my rap
Nigga can't give me no dab
stay foldin
P.a.c.k mia where it goin
S.n.i.t.c.h what is doin
B.i.t.c.h that what u is
Pour me a capital ach
Since u cappin lil bitch
Uppin the mac it
even
Let me go rob that nigga on the weekend Everybody know how I'm comin
Fuck the lil' bitch, I'm pussy, I'm drunk I'm countin' up money, I'm runnin'
it's still Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? -
it's still Gucci luggage
I love Cape Cod, and watching fly bitches with grey eyes
Wrestle in a tub of KY to get my day by
I like to celebrate, why? -
some Black Rob
Like woah oh my god and lil’ Hov
And the goats in my book starts with NAS ah
That they knew from fluid bars
They exploding like its
They say I'm Slippin' they talking bout I been missing
I just been chilling I'm switching up my position
Been out the mix so they thinking I still
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
radiation
With no time for patient, or complication
Let's get it done right, my click airtight
Trapped in a never ending gunfight so niggaz lose
you use ya eyes boy
Hit her on the mattress in the trap it had no sheets
They blicked at us we spint around they block for bout 4 weeks
My lil nigga
school, night school
Shit y'all was runnin mates same hustle
Clocked your girl in when she was late
Side by side
Boxed hoes when they called her fake
I'm blowing killa By the P I smoke a fair amount
I like when my actions speak they very loud
Fuck it, I ain't living right it don’t concern me
Don’t do
on Forbes
I ain't no gangsta, but thugs and G's are my homeboys
I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta I ain't gangsta nah
But fuck the popo, fuck the system, yeah
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a whip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a zip
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for a ride
I ain't gotta ask no nigga for
Artist at mind
Swear I'm the last of my kind
I go the hardest you'll find
No I'm not signed
Don't put my name on the lines
Don't mix ya name up with
to die
Depend on ya line up
Tell me I'm cocky
Tell me a nigga who think they could stop me
Told you don't come on this block
Lil pup you soft & 241st could
[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up
That's right (What's happenin', holmes)
That's right
Lil' Rob (What's going on, ese)
Hey you know what, I feel like partying
going deeper to the dark
Point of no return, following the evil, running from the Lord
Hatred in the heart
Poison ? a nigga use to play and trade toys
Introduced to strangers
Ain't nothing stranger
Going noodles with the strainer
Kanye workout no trainer
One drainer, containers
No brainer, no
[Lil' Rob]
Hey what's up homeboy
Lil' Rob back up in this motherfucker homey
Kicking back with Royal T, Frank V, Yogi, Silencer, and True Breed
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