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dtrille - robbery كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
i’m not wishing for blessings, but i receive it
this little heart of mine is so hurt but it’s still beating
and i can’t give you all my time that’s some sh_t i don’t believe in
(sh_t)
and everyday i wake up grinding hard for my achievements
you tryna profit off of me?
no you can’t do that sh_t
and i will never stop, i’m going hard i cannot leave this sh_t
and y’all assuming all the wrong things, y’all really on that reaching sh_t
ownership, i’m tryna make a gain for all my leadership
[verse 2]
yea, got a sprite up in my hand ima pour that sh_t down
i ain’t really worried bout these n_ggas, bro, i’m tryna get out my body
(you know)
i’m tryna stack up all the cash, i’m tryna run up all the digits
and i ain’t worried bout you greedy ass, thotty ass b_tchеs
and i can’t hang ‘round none of these n_ggas, all thеse n_ggas just be snitches
and all these dirty ass n_ggas, they be out here f_cking itching
and i’m gone whip it up, you know i’m gone whip it up in the kitchen
these n_ggas b_tches, they be hating, had to put em in commission
and when i speak lil n_gga, you better mother f_cking listen
do you get it lil b_tch?
(do you get it lil b_tch?)

[bridge]
im in my bag huh
i don’t even remember when i asked huh
put the money in the bag huh
all the hundreds, better put it in a stash
im in my bag huh
i don’t even remember when i asked huh
put the money in the bag huh
all the hundreds, better put it in a stash

[verse 3]
better put it in a stash huh
real n_gga, i’m at the top of my class
you wanna know but you really ain’t even ask
yea i got rid of that lil b_tch, oh yea i put her in the past huh
yea take my heart, f_ck it up, break my heart and step on it
you speak on me, roll it up, smoking on yo dead homie
she wanna eat me like i’m edible
that’s yo b_tch? oh man, i’m sorry
i ain’t sorry for what i did, you know i’ll speed off in a rari
all these ghetto hoes, fake b_tches, and dumb ass n_ggas
and if you roll with them, then you a b_tch and everybody with ‘em
ain’t got no motion, but you talking hot, you ain’t got no figures
i’m getting high up out my body, sipping lean till i tip over
no i can’t f_ck with these lil b_tches, i can’t f_ck with these lil n_ggas
i can’t f_ck with none of these b_tches, had to cut ‘em like some scissors
and how you playing with my feelings, then expect me to forgive you?
and if you saying all that dumb sh_t then i am not gone hear you
smoking on this spliffy and i’m f_cking on these b_tches
why these n_ggas tryna know everything, go mind yall business
why you coming ‘round like i f_ck with you, you know you godd_mn dissin’
and all these p_ssy n_ggas be saying sh_t but they ain’t godd_mn did it
and yea i’m tired of everybody yea i need my respect from y’all
and yea i’m f_cking on this thotty, her lil p_ssy get wet and all
and yea i heard you caught a body, yea you ain’t hit a l!ck at all
i got too much f_cking money, had to stuff it up in my drawls
shawty say she like it when i put it in her throat
h_llo kitty to that p_ssy, in yo’ water i’ma float
we get lit up in this b_tch just like i’m kodak, drive the boat
you can’t never say i’m p_ssy, you can’t play me like a hoe
smoking on that big sh_t, loud pack, h_lla gas
f_ck a op, where he at? stomp em out, take his flag
never that, you a hoe, yea i know you big mad
you play with us, you asking for a beating, oh you big bold
you say you got bodies, fed n_ggas, oh you big told
you say you got steppas, by yourself, oh you big fold
sweet ass n_gga, better leave your f_cking nic home
ole cheese ass n_gga, you a rat no you can’t come home

- dtrille

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