Letra de Skeme - Rob49

(Feat. ["G Herbo"])

Yeah, hahahaha

That's it right there (Uh), keep it goin' (Uh)

This gon' be a one take

Uh (Ayy, uh, uh, uh)

Yeah (Gang)

Here we go again (Here we go again)

Lights was off at mama house, so she couldn't see my vision (So she couldn't see my vision)

Go ask your bro, I broke the law and flew pounds in my city (Gang)

I'm in a Lamb' truck gettin' my dick sucked (Gang)

Light skin, dark skin, I want both of 'em (Uh)

Let me know somethin', two hoes slid on me, but I want three, I need a foursome (Uh)

Already got a ho, I don't want no ho talkin' 'bout she wholesome (Yeah)

I don't need no more clout, ho, watch your mouth, always tryna post somethin' (Yeah)

Keep my Glock on me, I hop out front seat, tryna smoke somethin' (Brr, baow)

Keep the questions, I don't know nothin' (Gang)

Glizzy don't need a beam, but like a green dot, bitch, you know it's comin' (You know it's comin')

Soon as we leave his team (Yeah), we just gon' flee the scene (Yeah)

My shooters score with ease (Yeah), we don't even need a screen (Yeah)

Yeah, my shooters score with ease (Yeah), soon as he see him, he squeeze (Brr)

Ride 'round my town in a matte black truck with five-percent tint with skis on (Ayy)

I be tryna, uh, get in her pants, get in that end zone (Gettin' that end zone)

I be tryna, uh, trap all day like a trapstar (Gang)

On my grind, but I don't skate (Ayy), ask me shit, I plead the fifth (Ayy)

Get a big check on the first (Gang), yeah, I love, but I don't need it (Ayy)

I was down bad, but I turned up quick, got that win again (I got that win again)

Losses turned to lessons, I'm the truth, they can't do this shit (Yeah)

And I'm schemin' hard (Yeah), niggas know I'm a problem (Yeah)

I be in the project (Yeah), bro serve OxyContin (I don't serve no crack)

He be playin' with that white shit like he servin' Coca-Cola (Yeah)

I be, I be, I be keepin' my pistol like I'm 'posed to (Uh-uh-uh-uh-uh)

I be quick to get on a nigga ass like he owe somethin'

Broski ridin' Jag', do the dash like he stole somethin'

We won't even pull up Jags, ride new ones like the old ones (Yeah)

Fuckin' up that sack, buyin' platinum like it's gold (G Herbo)

I be, I be quick to slut a bitch, she don't mean nothin'

Then get drunk and text her phone quick like, "I need somethin'"

You can't talk like you don't love these hoes, I don't either

Feed her dick and then she call me piss, I won't feed her

She don't even trip, uh, on my neck, a kit (A kit), uh

On my right a brick (A brick), uh, and my left a switch (Brr), uh

I make bitches lick (Uh), so I left her lit (Lit)

I got with her rich (I got with her rich), so I left her rich (I left her rich)

We ain't trippin' 'bout this shit, we ain't never been trippin'

This shit end, this shit ain't gon' never end

Should I spend it on a bitch or I spend it on my friend?

Should I spend it on broski? And we spend it on my Benzes

No bap, for real

We was in the trenches, hundred K cash before rap

I was rappin', but I wasn't snappin'

Me and my niggas was clappin', how I made it happen

'Fore rappin', we was trappin'

Shit ain't no movie, we want action

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