Glitter
Do I want kids, No
Twenty-four years old
All of my peers grown
Some of they kids grown
Live in a big home
I wanna hit goals
Women with big bones stand on they tiptoes
Leaving the rear rose
That's what she here for
Making it clear to her
I'm at the airport and I'm with Bri of course
Leaving the east coast, land in a vehicle
Land where they clean the pool
Dreams before, now we seen before, ball like keeping score
Needing more, I ain't sleeping more but I'm eating more
Leave the door in my neat decor, feet might leave the floor
She in awe like she seen a star, I ain't even that far
Said it's my aura like tell me more when you're in my car
And when I floor it, that's when she forget that she's involved
You need to forfeit, is she important or are her parts
I need a fortune so I'm not focused on her, I'm smart
Ego stroking, it lasts for moments, know who you are
Glitter on it and that ain't golden and that's a bar
She may say it was a date, but I nutted on her face
That's on God, I'm tryna change, but her love won't let me wait
Want me say, I just love to fornicate
Got the rubber for the safe, 'cause her love won't let me wait
Wake and bake, tell my cuz I'm on the way
Baby girl gone make me late, 'cause her love won't let me wait
My mistake, I ain't learn from Bob mistake
Nowadays, I can relate, 'cause her love won't let me wait
With my own dos, so tell me something I don't know
Lost so deep in your ho, they found him with his dome broke
Had my highs and lows, I just bounce back like a yoyo
Robby, I'm the lone wolf, the pack is always on, though
Started doin' the grown folk when I was just a young bloke
Found out I was hung low, there won't a bitch I won't show
Now I'm on my own road, the ride I gotta slow roll
That's when I approach and I tell you how it's gone go
Kids, no
Twenty-four years old
My message hit home
Fuck 'bout a hit song
Niggas get shit on
I did it since young
I'm in different zone, you in the friend zone
Simp on
Hand of the pimp strong
Robert and Kim son been grown
Benjamin syndrome and the ends come, friends gone
And when the end comes, may what I mentioned live long
Women I did wrong, may they forgive son, hit/run
At least I didn't front
I told you
Uh, it's Robby Atkins, baby
Yeah, it's Robby Atkins, baby
Twenty-four years old
All of my peers grown
Some of they kids grown
Live in a big home
I wanna hit goals
Women with big bones stand on they tiptoes
Leaving the rear rose
That's what she here for
Making it clear to her
I'm at the airport and I'm with Bri of course
Leaving the east coast, land in a vehicle
Land where they clean the pool
Dreams before, now we seen before, ball like keeping score
Needing more, I ain't sleeping more but I'm eating more
Leave the door in my neat decor, feet might leave the floor
She in awe like she seen a star, I ain't even that far
Said it's my aura like tell me more when you're in my car
And when I floor it, that's when she forget that she's involved
You need to forfeit, is she important or are her parts
I need a fortune so I'm not focused on her, I'm smart
Ego stroking, it lasts for moments, know who you are
Glitter on it and that ain't golden and that's a bar
She may say it was a date, but I nutted on her face
That's on God, I'm tryna change, but her love won't let me wait
Want me say, I just love to fornicate
Got the rubber for the safe, 'cause her love won't let me wait
Wake and bake, tell my cuz I'm on the way
Baby girl gone make me late, 'cause her love won't let me wait
My mistake, I ain't learn from Bob mistake
Nowadays, I can relate, 'cause her love won't let me wait
With my own dos, so tell me something I don't know
Lost so deep in your ho, they found him with his dome broke
Had my highs and lows, I just bounce back like a yoyo
Robby, I'm the lone wolf, the pack is always on, though
Started doin' the grown folk when I was just a young bloke
Found out I was hung low, there won't a bitch I won't show
Now I'm on my own road, the ride I gotta slow roll
That's when I approach and I tell you how it's gone go
Kids, no
Twenty-four years old
My message hit home
Fuck 'bout a hit song
Niggas get shit on
I did it since young
I'm in different zone, you in the friend zone
Simp on
Hand of the pimp strong
Robert and Kim son been grown
Benjamin syndrome and the ends come, friends gone
And when the end comes, may what I mentioned live long
Women I did wrong, may they forgive son, hit/run
At least I didn't front
I told you
Uh, it's Robby Atkins, baby
Yeah, it's Robby Atkins, baby
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Writer(s): Robby Atkins
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