Artist: → Rob49
SCRIBING ATM
Yeah
I got Erv in this bitch
Real ninth ward shit
Vulture Island
If you know, you know
Yeah, You wanna to tell somebody business?
Tell them how you let me fuck
I don’t wanna hear bout none of your business
Anit no Glock involved
My mind so fucked up, I see murders chillin in the park
Talk on the net, I’ll make my vulture go and flat his heart
Real stepper, he got six toes, he a creature
Projects everyday, he dont give no fucks, he trying leave some
Niggas know what happened about four nine when he bleed
Fuck cuffin a hoe, my bro put niggas on a tee
Killing all the rats, im robbing all the robbers
Im a real trap star from Vulture Island
Alright, dont move wrong in this bitch, ill been and shot some
Alright, the way he swing his dreads you think he a rasta
Alright, the trackhawk start sound like its fire
Alright, im cheating with my main hoe, right on side me
Alright, yeah, yeah
Lotta money, lotta cars, lotta drugs
Yeah, yeah, niggas talking, take his head clean off
Yee, yee- molly, molly
Yee, yee- molly, water
Yee yee — drug sex
Yea, yea, fuck me harder
Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
Ee, ee, ee, ee, ee
Ee, ee, ee, ee
Yeah shake that ass bitch bleed how i bleed
Im used to putting bitches on they knees, nigga
She trying to throw a sign then throw a V (alright)
You trying fuck a boss?
Then fuck with me (bitch)
Alright, im getting to that cheddar, to that cheese, nigga
Did a ten piece in the feds like he a chicken
Cover my face after we fuck, ion wanna kiss her
And tell the truth, im just a product of them trenches
Yeah, I spent a thousand on these sweats, ion even wanna take them off
I spent a thousand on this pussy
I think ima fuck her raw
This Burberry hoodie cost me a bag (ee, ee)
Yeah, i put her feelings in my lap, nigga
Yeah, im coming straight from out the trap nigga
Yeah, a Ps cost 28
He played, this pussy lame
Im used to-, im used to-
Im so… trying to dodge a case
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap