Lyrics:
need a cape (cape)
Lil' mama's head supreme (straight up)
But I'm still rockin' this Bape (on God)
All I know is two guns, nigga
If you a plate, you
On a bitch/how tf
You got mixed kids
And on the low
Racist as shit/I
Heard you when you called your bm a
Nigga with the
Er on the end/
But then black is
breakfast
Rob my mans and gave it back, stupid, we still stretched 'em
When I wanna talk about nothing
Take me a lil' break from the money
I'ma come
Plug jus blessed me like I sneezed
Tryn keep ma mind clear
It was cold ain have a Moncler stop baggin up ma moms here
I jumped in dat water lil
work and the load doesn't move
Ima rob you and empty your wallet
I'm so sick and tired of internet killers
They only gangsta when they log in
I hear em
[Busta Rhymes]
Remember the days when I was walking and talking
Doing what I gotta do, doing what we want to do
Off into my walked dawn missions,
neighborhood music
Neighborhood music Lil Rob puts it down for the brown side of town
I write rhymes it means something even if it's nothing to you
It means
pull up on Holmes rd
Gotta watch that nigga cuz he comin like the popo
Betta watch ya bitch I got game by the boatload
Foot on they necks money bags in
givin‿back neighborhood music
Neighborhood music, Lil Rob puts it down for the brown side of town
I rock rhymes that mean somethin‿BR> Even if it?s
stop by
Jezebel type manipulate male type
Its hard to show love
When you don't know what it feels like
She wants so quick cash
So shes out with
solved
Can't fuck with you dawg cause I really might rob you
Tie you up and leave you in the Bayou
Come here lil mama I really wanna try you
Purchase
yayaya
Dripping in designer I be fly yayaya
Hit yo girl then I gotta tell her by yayaya
When you see me I be flylylyly
Say Lil mama come on nananana
)
I like to see it from the front when I look at your butt (don't stop, don't stop)
She got the junk in the trunk, it's the reason why I'm cuffin'
niggas should stop acting
Like you done some
She call LP baby because I know how to stay b
So when I take your lady don't
Be looking at me crazy
I don't
need to stop it
Your life's a façade lil bro, you can drop it
Too many bitches, can't keep them up off of me
Feeling like I won a lottery
I got
And when it comes to beef boy we some Burger Kings
Catch you with the small .22 that I had in my bouge
Had that upper hand had pulled first but you was
tanqueray
[Lil' Rob]
Let me do things my way, get the fuck out of my way I'm coming like this
With a twist like No Twist, everybody wishes they could flow
the soundtrack to a dark knight, bitch, I'm Hans Zimmer
Amerikkka, everyone want be a winner
This that feeling like when the train stuck between stops
And you
('fore I sell my soul)
Live by the code, die by the code, never been a hoe
Bury me before I sell my soul ('fore I sell my soul)
AK with the stop (stop
2nd Verse: [Fiend & Lil' Gotti Gambino]
[Fiend]
All my rivals remember me, Fiend
The one that call the shottie
Blastin' the mafi, there them
sing, ain't have a thing, ain't wanna ask my mama, I used to rob
They used to tell me, "Lil' boy, get a job", still the same, on the sofa and I used
I'm on top now
I can't stop I can't stop, I can't stop
I'm the king of the outcasts
The losers, the weirdos
Got rejected by every girl
Back when I was
strapped, like car seats
Been bangin' since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
That's ten years, I told Pooh in ninety-five
I'll kill you if you try
'm fucking on your bitch, nigga (Beep)
Your clique some fucking simps, nigga
(Lame niggas)
And you a lil' ass bitch, nigga (What?)
See me, I be with Goth
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