"Robbery" lyrics

"Robbery"

(Cook that shit up, Quay)
Woah

Don't keep callin me (Uh-uh, frrt, beep, uh-uh)
If I sin or die, know I'm droppin' a fee (No, no, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I done sold a few bales and some bricks, got a nigga feelin' like Meech (Uh, yeah, phew, uh, uh)
Product of my environment, had a rough childhood (Woah), I'ma pop these streets (Uh-huh)
Lost my granny, took a heart out of me (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Unc' on crack, so it raw on beat (Yeah)

Cool with the chains on (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, way cooler than the AC (Ice), brodie got his fire in the seat (Woah)
Back to coupe (Uh, uh), we'll come through bang on a bitch (Uh), yeah, I be drivin' it (Yeah)
You too pussy, they can't even hang with the clique (Uh, uh)
I put a twat on a tee (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
He ordered a bag (Yeah), nigga showed up with no money (Yeah), sound like a robbery to me (Oh, yeah)

Brand new truck high, two hundred the dash board (Uh, dash)
D in the 'Cat (Yeah), count it and fast forward (Yeah, forward)
He's on the street (Uh-huh, uh-huh), but he's on the billboard (Uh-huh)
Family first 'cause that's what I live for (Yeah, yeah, yeah, bitch)
Don't fuck on no flat bitch, don't want no frail ho (Nah)
Lick on the dick, I ain't talkin' no dildo (Uh-huh, yeah)
Cut it, don't put it on, pop it, don't wheel though (Uh, uh, uh-uh)
Pretty vibe gettin' locked up at the crib though (Bitch, woah)
Drive it and spin two Ms (Yeah, yeah)
Up in the hills, new spot out the way (Yeah, I'm gone)
Forty-five racks (Uh-huh), his fully loaded to Y and I just went flooded a chain (Ice, ice)
Trackhawk, demons in the 'Rari when we cut through traffic (Uh, uh-huh, yeah, two of 'em)
Lifestyle (Yeah, yeah), turnt up, I'm so trim
I'm one rich lil' bastard (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Don't keep callin me (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
If I sin or die, know I'm droppin' a fee (No, no, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I done sold a few bales and some bricks, got a nigga feelin' like Meech (Uh, yeah, phew, uh, uh)
Product of my environment, had a rough childhood (Woah), I'ma pop these streets (Uh-huh)
Lost my granny, took a heart out of me (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Unc' on crack, so it raw on beat (Yeah)

Cool with the chains on (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, way cooler than the AC (Ice), brodie got his fire in the seat (Woah)
Back to coupe (Uh, uh), we'll come through bang on a bitch (Uh), yeah, I be drivin' it (Yeah)
You too pussy, they can't even hang with the clique (Uh, uh)
I put a twat on a tee (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
He ordered a bag (Yeah), nigga showed up with no money (Yeah), sound like a robbery to me (Oh, yeah, phew)

Come with a bag, get what you want (Woah)
I got me a bitch gon' fuck when she don't (Uh-huh, damn)
You don't come with no cash (Uh), you don't leave with no bag (Uh-uh)
My neck, my wrist, my ears all glass (Ice, ice)
Better run, clips, hollow tips in the mag' (Uh-huh)
I'm a G.O.A.T of the tat, two's up with the mask (Uh-huh, yeah)
Nigga play with my crew, that's yo' ass (Uh-huh, bitch)
She gon' suck it, I don't gotta ask (Ask, uh, uh)
Hit a lick and go buy us a mask (Mask, uh)
Got rich, I don't care 'bout the past (Past, uh)
Man, these niggas be soft as Charmin (Charmin)
I'm in the Maybach, rode with the carbon (Yeah)
Top floor suite, got a freak with me right now (Yeah, uh)
I don't take her on dates, she'll pipe down (Pipe down, uh-huh)
Niggas speak on my name, he get wiped down (Pussy, yeah)

Don't keep callin me (Uh-uh, uh-uh)
If I sin or die, know I'm droppin' a fee (No, no, uh-huh, uh-huh)
I done sold a few bales and some bricks, got a nigga feelin' like Meech (Uh, yeah, phew, uh, uh)
Product of my environment, had a rough childhood (Woah), I'ma pop these streets (Uh-huh)
Lost my granny, took a heart out of me (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Unc' on crack, so it raw on beat (Yeah)

Cool with the chains on (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Yeah, way cooler than the AC (Ice), brodie got his fire in the seat (Woah)
Back to coupe (Uh, uh), we'll come through bang on a bitch (Uh), yeah, I be drivin' it (Yeah)
You too pussy, they can't even hang with the clique (Uh, uh)
I put a twat on a tee (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
He ordered a bag (Yeah), nigga showed up with no money (Yeah), sound like a robbery to me (Oh, yeah)


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