letra de mr. robinson - blo
[intro]
(fire this b-tch up, hulk, gang)
[verse]
it’s crazy i woke up in a cell, but i’m thinkin’ ’bout la
it was crowded on the stairs, i put myself in the elevator
i was a kid when greg left, i still remember he caught that case
i ain’t know judge was gon’ hide you, facetime, i’m tryna see your face
i know n-ggas tryna catch me slippin’, so i’m ridin’ ’round with that drac’
i tried to save everybody, i was ridin’ ’round with my cape
every day, i woke up strikin’, i was tryna go get me some pape’
finally got my money up, now they know me at the bank
mr. robinson, ‘cat light beep when i’m backin’ in
who the f-ck said we ain’t trappin’? we still gеttin’ all these packages
on amazon, it say dеlivered, but i stole the packages
partner really like wock’, but he’ll die for some actavis
he’ll die for some act’, and she been beggin’ for act-right
he just want his cup, and she want it from the back, right
i just wanna f-ck, it already been a long flight
didn’t want tylenol, them percs, said it’s gon’ be a long night
i don’t wanna hear you tired, say you don’t suck d-ck, you fired
you ain’t from the city, you a country lil’ b-tch, you familiar with a horseback ride
put on my mask and hood and drop a rapper, boy, i still slide
in a sesh smokin’ rapper weed, b-tch, this pride
my brother on the way home and i just went in
remember sayin’ it was my last time, how i’m in jail again?
why do you hate me so much? you act like i f-cked your friend
dropped an album, you ain’t support me, you must don’t want me to win
but this sh-t pay the bills
i got water ’round my neck just like a navy seal
man, this sh-t come with benefits, i got a navy deal
you could act like you don’t love me, we got a baby still, we got a baby still
i don’t wanna hear you done
i ain’t done with kids, i need me a junior, i still wanna have me a son
i can have another lil’ girl, i wouldn’t even care, just play with milan
i’m feelin’ like stanley, i don’t even want these n-ggas to step on my lawn
they say keep goin’, rapper weed blowin’
eyes low, she ain’t chewin’, crib low, bitcoin
i wear a size ten, these some long rick owens
shawty know i’m the biggest, tryna get pick points
he tryna get his time cut, be he won’t never snitch
vulnerable, he a superstar talkin’ to a basic b-tch
b-tches f-ckin’ with them same n-ggas i had them cases with
n-ggas tryna f-ck the same b-tch i got a baby with
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