If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block
I'ma rob you of your mic and your life if you don't fucking stop
Amazing and fire blazing ill rob your retirement savings
She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears
You see the world is scary
Yo, big rob you ready?
I see a problem with the people, they let government rob em
A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then
Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall
Rob tutors, book bags and yet still they call
I’m coming back like light-skin and
Trying to rob my lyrical bank,
This beat is st.nicholas,young, black, gifted
I was a youngin they was tryna rob a kid
Red dots cause i’m red hot
I go back to my friend rob.
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