Robbin
Uh, Millz
Look
When I ain't have a dollar
I was robbin
Crazy how its comin' in, money ain't a problem
Pop out with this Glock
I ain't gon' stop, until I drop him
Okay, you a goon
What's a goon to a goblin
Crazy bout my bitch
I'm actin rude, she say I'm toxic
Amazing how I'm livin
Fell in love with deposits
Look out for the feds
Cause them bitches prolly watchin
All I see is red
Fuck the opps
I ain't gon squash shit
Hot shit
Why the fuck these niggas wanna beef with me
A whole lot of problems, what that money bring
I pick it up, when it's callin', you just let it ring
Niggas broke as hell, just chasin' a dream
Me, I'm flyin' to the top like I got angel wings
Still a demon, niggas bitch made, they switchin' teams
Ike turner with this chop
I make that bitch sing
Watch yo partner, cause it's never really what it seem
A problem
I solve it, that backend, I caught it
Interceptin' shit, these niggas playin, but I'm ballin
Watched so many people turn they back when I was fallin
Same people reachin' out they hand, shit appallin
No love, I'm just showin' you the same energy
Cold blood, heart froze
That shit below ten degrees
Family switched up
That shit hurt, you ain't no kin to me
Man the fuck up
Mama told me, keep my foot on these
Niggas necks
Like I'm wearin' Nike, I keep gettin' checks
When you down, boss yo life up
That be the biggest flex
Watch they pay attention to yo moves
Tryna see what's next
I been busy countin' up the blues
That shit come direct
When I ain't have a dollar
I was robbin
Crazy how its comin' in, money ain't a problem
Pop out with this Glock
I ain't gon' stop, until I drop him
Okay, you a goon
What's a goon to a goblin
Crazy bout my bitch
I'm actin rude, she say I'm toxic
Amazing how I'm livin
Fell in love with deposits
Look out for the feds
Cause them bitches prolly watchin
All I see is red
Fuck the opps
I ain't gon squash shit
She could find another nigga
But he'll never be like me
Bitches choosin', I ain't stupid
I just sit back and I peep
Never stressed about a thing
I be smokin' hella weed
Mob ties botta bing
Boutta boom where the cream
I'm connected with a team
On this mission gettin' mo
Trappin' out and kickin' doors
Rappin' now I'm on the road
Pussy niggas get exposed
Yeah we know they been some hoes
Had to write down my goals
Went from walkin' to a rolls
They say it's a lonely road, when you finally hit the top
We get low to up the sco, and put yo members in a box
Like he bout it, he gon' cap, till lil bro let off some shots
Patch him up, get him out of here, might send him to the doc
I'm a motherfuckin' menace to society, feel like O-Dog
Niggas stealin my style, like can I have my flow, dog
Bitch, I'm back, and it's been a while, so I'ma show off
Holdin' this shit in, till it's time for me to go off
Yeah,
When I ain't have a dollar
I was robbin
Crazy how its comin' in, money ain't a problem
Pop out with this Glock
I ain't gon' stop, until I drop him
Okay, you a goon
What's a goon to a goblin
Crazy bout my bitch
I'm actin rude, she say I'm toxic
Amazing how I'm livin
Fell in love with deposits
Look out for the feds
Cause them bitches prolly watchin
All I see is red
Fuck the opps
I ain't gon squash shit
Bitch,
I ain't gon' squash shit
Like Fuck the opps, I ain't gon' squash shit
Bitch, I ain't gon' squash shit
Fuck the opps, I ain't gon' squash shit
Look
When I ain't have a dollar
I was robbin
Crazy how its comin' in, money ain't a problem
Pop out with this Glock
I ain't gon' stop, until I drop him
Okay, you a goon
What's a goon to a goblin
Crazy bout my bitch
I'm actin rude, she say I'm toxic
Amazing how I'm livin
Fell in love with deposits
Look out for the feds
Cause them bitches prolly watchin
All I see is red
Fuck the opps
I ain't gon squash shit
Hot shit
Why the fuck these niggas wanna beef with me
A whole lot of problems, what that money bring
I pick it up, when it's callin', you just let it ring
Niggas broke as hell, just chasin' a dream
Me, I'm flyin' to the top like I got angel wings
Still a demon, niggas bitch made, they switchin' teams
Ike turner with this chop
I make that bitch sing
Watch yo partner, cause it's never really what it seem
A problem
I solve it, that backend, I caught it
Interceptin' shit, these niggas playin, but I'm ballin
Watched so many people turn they back when I was fallin
Same people reachin' out they hand, shit appallin
No love, I'm just showin' you the same energy
Cold blood, heart froze
That shit below ten degrees
Family switched up
That shit hurt, you ain't no kin to me
Man the fuck up
Mama told me, keep my foot on these
Niggas necks
Like I'm wearin' Nike, I keep gettin' checks
When you down, boss yo life up
That be the biggest flex
Watch they pay attention to yo moves
Tryna see what's next
I been busy countin' up the blues
That shit come direct
When I ain't have a dollar
I was robbin
Crazy how its comin' in, money ain't a problem
Pop out with this Glock
I ain't gon' stop, until I drop him
Okay, you a goon
What's a goon to a goblin
Crazy bout my bitch
I'm actin rude, she say I'm toxic
Amazing how I'm livin
Fell in love with deposits
Look out for the feds
Cause them bitches prolly watchin
All I see is red
Fuck the opps
I ain't gon squash shit
She could find another nigga
But he'll never be like me
Bitches choosin', I ain't stupid
I just sit back and I peep
Never stressed about a thing
I be smokin' hella weed
Mob ties botta bing
Boutta boom where the cream
I'm connected with a team
On this mission gettin' mo
Trappin' out and kickin' doors
Rappin' now I'm on the road
Pussy niggas get exposed
Yeah we know they been some hoes
Had to write down my goals
Went from walkin' to a rolls
They say it's a lonely road, when you finally hit the top
We get low to up the sco, and put yo members in a box
Like he bout it, he gon' cap, till lil bro let off some shots
Patch him up, get him out of here, might send him to the doc
I'm a motherfuckin' menace to society, feel like O-Dog
Niggas stealin my style, like can I have my flow, dog
Bitch, I'm back, and it's been a while, so I'ma show off
Holdin' this shit in, till it's time for me to go off
Yeah,
When I ain't have a dollar
I was robbin
Crazy how its comin' in, money ain't a problem
Pop out with this Glock
I ain't gon' stop, until I drop him
Okay, you a goon
What's a goon to a goblin
Crazy bout my bitch
I'm actin rude, she say I'm toxic
Amazing how I'm livin
Fell in love with deposits
Look out for the feds
Cause them bitches prolly watchin
All I see is red
Fuck the opps
I ain't gon squash shit
Bitch,
I ain't gon' squash shit
Like Fuck the opps, I ain't gon' squash shit
Bitch, I ain't gon' squash shit
Fuck the opps, I ain't gon' squash shit
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Writer(s): Giammoda Miller Ii
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