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All of my niggas is problems
You know me lowkey the hood call me Robin
We do not care for no goblins
Say you a goon put a screw in ya noggin
Run up a bag I be joggin'
Boy you so broke and yo bitch in here bobbin
In the spot with my shit on they noddin'
Shoot for my shot and I feel like I'm Rodman
Ignition the whip brody driving
Pack in the mail got me serving that mileage
Middle finger the campus and college
Niggas is popped why you panic just stop it
If we all cool then fuck it we vibing
Got some locs on the island no Shaolin
Like the Pope how I fuck on my goddess
Ain't a joke if I quote I'm just honest
Fiesta
Hood rich gon pop out the Tesla
Stress her?
We getting money can't stress her
Lil bruh she tell me you fess her
Rookie (Pussy)
I cannot fold under pressure
Tookie (Ayoo Cig)
Where the cash at
I get the breeshy my nephew gon cash that
With a Cat Staccz
We finna get treeshy can't give her the cash app
Out in Baghdad
We staining and swiping and trapping go bag that
Niggas cap cap
Piñata ya matta my rolla gon back-back
Fiesta
Locs in the party so vest up
La vida loca my life crazy
Been living reckless the feds raiding
Yea I'ma dump yea my shit stanky
Oops I don't wipe not no slime baby
Ocean and Meech got this shit jumping
Turn off the lights ain't no quick pumping
He spoke too much now that citch slumping
Pussy
Don't feel remorse cuz he Ratatouille
He move like Scooby he thought he knew me
We call em snoochies cuz ain't shit groovy
She gave me head so that mean she blue me
2 fingers, a thumb in her butt
We under the blue light wassup
You fuck wit my family it's up
I came in the party with chucks
It's birds in the room they go cluck
I won't sell my soul for a buck
They think they big dogs they some pups
It's time that I turn this shit up
Bitch move out my way, interrupt
Ocean
Fiesta
Money counter when my foot in the room
Know I'm stepping baby look at the moves
ORG I'm reppin' in the intersection
Nigga interception, Onii gon vroom
Pay attention I could show you the blues
Yea I'm sanctioned you could tell by the crew
Yea she dancing like she lit off a deuce
Ain't no chances that we calling a truce
Fiesta
Hood rich gon pop out the Tesla
Stress her?
We getting money can't stress her
Lil bruh she tell me you fess her
Rookie (Pussy)
I cannot fold under pressure
Tookie (Ayoo Cig)
Where the cash at
I get the breeshy my nephew gon cash that
With a Cat Staccz
We finna get treeshy can't give her the cash app
Out in Baghdad
We staining and swiping and trapping go bag that
Niggas cap cap
Piñata ya matta my rolla gon back-back
