Robitussin
Ain't no robitussin
Baby this ain't Robitussin
Use to hop out do some licks
And we did it for fun yea
Took that nigga bitch
Now he flashing his gun yea
Dick all in her throat
This ain't no Robitussin
941 shit boy this where I'm from yea
This that Florida drip
Bitch come get you some yeaa
He talking out the lip
Now thats gone get you slumped yea
And I'm sipping on this lean
This ain't no Robitussin
And I'm running with some shooters
And they known for bussing
Just like that
I had to get up in my bag
And now these bitches throw it back
And now I got these niggas mad
I keep the tool I never lack
I'm shooting first not shooting back
I stay on go stick to the task
Now my pants filled with them racks
New tag and a splat
Bitch you know I'm moving fast
I'm on the road I stay on go
Lil bitch I got it from my dad
I wet you up like you a mop and rang you out like you a rag
This ain't call of duty nigga stg that I won't lag
Stolo swerving I won't crash
Spend a block we on yo ass
Can't get at you we hit yo mans
Knock em off just for them bands
you niggas pussy talking trans
Dick riding you a fan
This 40 knock em out his pants
We rocking out like a rock band
Use to hop out do some licks
And we did it for fun yea
Took that nigga bitch
Now he flashing his gun yea
Dick all in her throat
This ain't no Robitussin
941 shit boy this where I'm from yea
This that Florida drip
Bitch come get you some yeaa
Baby this ain't Robitussin
Use to hop out do some licks
And we did it for fun yea
Took that nigga bitch
Now he flashing his gun yea
Dick all in her throat
This ain't no Robitussin
941 shit boy this where I'm from yea
This that Florida drip
Bitch come get you some yeaa
He talking out the lip
Now thats gone get you slumped yea
And I'm sipping on this lean
This ain't no Robitussin
And I'm running with some shooters
And they known for bussing
Just like that
I had to get up in my bag
And now these bitches throw it back
And now I got these niggas mad
I keep the tool I never lack
I'm shooting first not shooting back
I stay on go stick to the task
Now my pants filled with them racks
New tag and a splat
Bitch you know I'm moving fast
I'm on the road I stay on go
Lil bitch I got it from my dad
I wet you up like you a mop and rang you out like you a rag
This ain't call of duty nigga stg that I won't lag
Stolo swerving I won't crash
Spend a block we on yo ass
Can't get at you we hit yo mans
Knock em off just for them bands
you niggas pussy talking trans
Dick riding you a fan
This 40 knock em out his pants
We rocking out like a rock band
Use to hop out do some licks
And we did it for fun yea
Took that nigga bitch
Now he flashing his gun yea
Dick all in her throat
This ain't no Robitussin
941 shit boy this where I'm from yea
This that Florida drip
Bitch come get you some yeaa
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Writer(s): Shyheim Williams
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