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I Gotta Rob

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Nigga, what the fuck you want from me

Nigga, you know what the fuck I want

What

See, you almost made me shoot your stupid ass over nothing

Come on, man, we supposed to be brothers

What, you trying to get smart

Nigga, are you trying to kick some knowledge

Nigga, fuck that

Nigga, give me your motherfucking jewelry, nigga

Take that shit off

You a baller, huh

You a baller

Gimmie this motherfucking shit

Money, power, respect, I need it all

Niggas see how I'm moving, I'm with the mob

Chrome snub, black gloves for the job

And, if the raps don't sell, I gotta rob

Aye, money, power, respect, I need it all

Niggas see how I'm moving, I'm with the mob

The chrome snub, black gloves for the job

And if the raps don't sell, I gotta rob

Aye yo, the bottom line is, I'm a gangster that rap good

So if my album don't sell, I'ma rob and steal

You better recognize, nigga, I'm straight from the streets

And way too many industry rappers looking cinnamon sweet

Big dog, who the fuck is you kitten

Niggas be talking till my niggas is trippin, yeah

That switchy twitch and turn a villain to victim

Hmm this verbal afflictions turning cataclysmic

Trapping out the townhouse, I'm in suburbia pitching

Listen, wanna get paid? Gotta play your position

Gordon Ramsay with the pans when I'm up in the kitchen

Whipping Whitney and Bobby Brown, this my newest addition

Went from ding-dong ditch to knock-knock flock

I wanna ball with the bros till the shot clock stop

That's the fast way, ski-mask way

But if I do it bare-faced, then my intention is putting this ass in ashtray

Money, power, respect, I need it all

Niggas see how I'm moving, I'm with the mob

Chrome snub, black gloves for the job

And, if the raps don't sell, I gotta rob

Aye, money, power, respect, I need it all

Niggas see how I'm moving, I'm with the mob

The chrome snub, black gloves for the job

And if the raps don't sell, I gotta rob

Niggas know how I move round

I catch a rapper lacking and move crowds

Stuck AD for his AP, said I got the juice now

Iced out, but I don't dress Flashy B

Dickie suits, wave caps, just keepin' that shit G

I saw Doknow dining in Daygo, tryna eat downtown

Say, give me them pesos pronto and put them tacos down

Podcasters pump fake for they numbers

But when it come to Sharp shootin, niggas got No Jumper

I caught Chrisean leaving the salon

I did shorty shady, pulled up .380

Told to hand me every Blueface Baby

These bitches get it too

This game dirty for sure

I strong armed Amayajane took her chain and purse

I sold it all and went and bought a Jayo Felony verse

And I ain't try him, cause Southeast niggas the worst

But I ran up on Crip Mac with the pistol

I told him, give me everything

Cuz handed me the niftiest nickle

Ice Cube caught him slippin, so I slid up smoothly

Flashed the toolie said make another Friday movie

Pulled the flame on The Game, said rap or good riddance

This nigga started talking about Rolls' and white ceilings

I even held Doja Cat ransom for checks

Had her stressed and looking a mess like YG in a dress

I hit SieteGang safe for stacks

He sent back four feets with .45's

Being broke can make you delirious

So we trap and pack tools and move like cash rules

A1, how it feel to be robbing these rap fools

Being broke can make you delirious

So we trap and pack tools and move like cash rules

A1, how it feel to be robbing these rap fools, huh?

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I Gotta Rob

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