- SOB x RBE Still Won't 歌詞
- SOB x RBE
- And once your friends your enemies, this **** get tricky, ***** (Tricky, *****)
Get you popped and ask, "Who shot ya?" Like I'm Biggie, ***** (Like I'm Biggie, *****)
OG told me live my life 'cause I'm too risky wit' it (Risky)
And I could buy your little house and get your ***** evicted (**** it)
Bounce that ass, *****, go on with your bad self
Lil' ***** talk crazy, boy, I'll whip you with your dad's belt
It's way too much sweat up in your leggings, *****, your ass smell
He moved and thought that heaven was on earth 'til I come add hell
Macho man up on the Gram, but is you really that?
Better have the legs of Forrest Gump, *****, when this semi blast (Boom, boom)
You is not my mans, might know my hair, but you can't get a dab
And she like, "What's your needs, babe?" Not much, but you can give me cash
She want me now, but back then, the ***** done did me bad
Shopping in Topanga with my *****, I feel like Trippie Redd
A lot of **** ain't adding up and I done did the math
A ***** touch my chain up in this *****, I tear this ***** in half, *****
D-Boii, where that Glock at?
It's on my hip, bro
Cold hearted, I can't trust ****
On my kinfolk
Choppa bullets get to flyin'
Make 'em get low
And I'd never cuff a *****
And I still won't
***** on the gang
Ask about my name up in these streets, they know I'm certified
***** ***** speakin' on the dead, then you deserve to die
Bro just got the drop, we load up chop, and that's a homicide
The truth is time is money, baby, I don't got the time to lie
Name a time you *****s slid, don't know who you *****s is
Don't know what you *****s 'bout or what you do or what you did
The streets talkin', they'll tell you since day one I been the nig
We been rockin' out on *****s like a baby in a crib
And I got choppa in the house 'cause it's like eighty in the crib
Never wash my own clothes 'cause I got baby in the crib
Before I jumped up off the porch, all I wanted was a Benz
Now I got three cribs, I got three whips
I got three chains, I got three sticks up in this whip
Ain't nobody safe up in this *****
Coulda went and bought the car but put the Wraith up on my wrist
She put heart eyes on my pic, he put a whoopin' on his *****
And brodie packin' *****s out just for looking in his *****, gang
D-Boii, where that Glock at?
It's on my hip, bro
Cold hearted, I can't trust ****
On my kinfolk
Choppa bullets get to flying
Make 'em get low
And I'd never cuff a *****
And I still won't
***** on the gang
'Ight, *****, be cool (Be cool)
This MAC could knock a ***** out his shoes (Boom, boom, ah)
Hella Glocks and poles when we cruise (When we cruise)
****in' with them suckas, boy, you *****s get it too (Ah)
Wild ***** with a couple loose screws (Loose screws)
Pocket full of dubs with a couple loose blues (Loose blues)
Big body Benz, pull up in a new coupe (Skrrt, skrrt)
*****s know that I'm a shooter and my *****s shoot too (Shoot too)
See a opp, bounce out, ****, **** it (****, **** it)
New Glock hold thirty, I'ma dump it (I'ma dump it)
All night, outside, *****, we thuggin' (*****, we thuggin')
SRT Hellcat, this ain't no bucket
**** a *****, **** a *****, I need bands (Need bands)
Blowin' fifties, blowin' hundreds 'cause I can ('Cause I can)
See a opp, he better pray this ***** jam (***** jam)
Pop a *****, pop his ***** and his friends (Boom, boom)
D-Boii, where that Glock at?
It's on my hip, bro
Cold hearted, I can't trust ****
On my kinfolk
Choppa bullets get to flying
Make 'em get low
And I'd never cuff a *****
And I still won't
***** on the gang
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