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letra de robbery - 21 lil harold

[intro]
(cook that sh-t up, quay)
woah

[pre-chorus]
don’t keep callin me (uh-uh, frrt, beep, uh-uh)
if i sin or die, know i’m droppin’ a fee (no, no, uh-huh, uh-huh)
i done sold a few bales and some bricks, got a n-gga feelin’ like meech (uh, yeah, phew, uh, uh)
product of my environment, had a rough childhood (woah), i’ma pop these streets (uh-huh)
lost my granny, took a heart out of me (uh-huh, uh-huh)
unc’ on crack, so it raw on beat (yeah)

[chorus]
cool with the chains on (uh-huh, uh-huh)
yeah, way cooler than the ac (ice), brodie got his fire in the seat (woah)
back to coupe (uh, uh), we’ll come through bang on a b-tch (uh), yeah, i be drivin’ it (yeah)
you too p-ssy, they can’t even hang with the clique (uh, uh)
i put a tw-t on a tee (uh-huh, uh-huh)
he ordered a bag (yeah), n-gga showed up with no monеy (yeah), sound like a robbery to mе (oh, yeah)

[verse 1]
brand new truck high, two hundred the dash board (uh, dash)
d in the ‘cat (yeah), count it and fast forward (yeah, forward)
he’s on the street (uh-huh, uh-huh), but he’s on the billboard (uh-huh)
family first ’cause that’s what i live for (yeah, yeah, yeah, b-tch)
don’t f-ck on no flat b-tch, don’t want no frail ho (nah)
l!ck on the d-ck, i ain’t talkin’ no d-ld- (uh-huh, yeah)
cut it, don’t put it on, pop it, don’t wheel though (uh, uh, uh-uh)
pretty vibe gettin’ locked up at the crib though (b-tch, woah)
drive it and spin two ms (yeah, yeah)
up in the hills, new spot out the way (yeah, i’m gone)
forty-five racks (uh-huh), his fully loaded to y and i just went flooded a chain (ice, ice)
trackhawk, demons in the ‘rari when we cut through traffic (uh, uh-huh, yeah, two of ’em)
lifestyle (yeah, yeah), turnt up, i’m so trim
i’m one rich lil’ b-st-rd (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[pre-chorus]
don’t keep callin me (uh-uh, uh-uh)
if i sin or die, know i’m droppin’ a fee (no, no, uh-huh, uh-huh)
i done sold a few bales and some bricks, got a n-gga feelin’ like meech (uh, yeah, phew, uh, uh)
product of my environment, had a rough childhood (woah), i’ma pop these streets (uh-huh)
lost my granny, took a heart out of me (uh-huh, uh-huh)
unc’ on crack, so it raw on beat (yeah)

[verse 2]
come with a bag, get what you want (woah)
i got me a b-tch gon’ f-ck when she don’t (uh-huh, d-mn)
you don’t come with no cash (uh), you don’t leave with no bag (uh-uh)
my neck, my wrist, my ears all glass (ice, ice)
better run, clips, hollow tips in the mag’ (uh-huh)
i’m a g.o.a.t of the tat, two’s up with the mask (uh-huh, yeah)
n-gga play with my crew, that’s yo’ ass (uh-huh, b-tch)
she gon’ suck it, i don’t gotta ask (ask, uh, uh)
hit a l!ck and go buy us a mask (mask, uh)
got rich, i don’t care ’bout the past (past, uh)
man, these n-ggas be soft as charmin (charmin)
i’m in the maybach, rode with the carbon (yeah)
top floor suite, got a freak with me right now (yeah, uh)
i don’t take her on dates, she’ll pipe down (pipe down, uh-huh)
n-ggas speak on my name, he get wiped down (p-ssy, yeah)
[pre-chorus]
don’t keep callin me (uh-uh, uh-uh)
if i sin or die, know i’m droppin’ a fee (no, no, uh-huh, uh-huh)
i done sold a few bales and some bricks, got a n-gga feelin’ like meech (uh, yeah, phew, uh, uh)
product of my environment, had a rough childhood (woah), i’ma pop these streets (uh-huh)
lost my granny, took a heart out of me (uh-huh, uh-huh)
unc’ on crack, so it raw on beat (yeah)

- 21 lil harold

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