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21 lil harold - robbery lyrics
[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)
[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 money (yeah), sound like a robbery to me (oh, yeah, phew)
[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)
[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 money (yeah), sound like a robbery to me (oh, yeah)
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