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rob49 - jetwifi كلمات أغنية

[intro: birdman & rob49]
f_ck them p_ssy_ass n_ggas, nephew, lay ’em down (blatt)
f_ck ’em, better them than us, you heard me, 5?
we on that type of time
bulletproof when we ridin’ ’round, movin’ ’round, n_gga (woo, yeah)
big sticks
i been gettin’ the racks off features, n_gga (yeah)

[verse 1: rob49]
on a jet, this b_tch got wifi (yeah), send a hit through facetime
big ol’ stick look like a guitar (yeah), n_ggas know we rock out (brrt)
vvs, my grill cost a check (skrrt), n_gga, f_ck a cookout (yeah)
catch him on that bike like lil’ pappy (on my son), we got n_ggas shook, huh (yeah)
big ol’ pimpin’, doin’ one fifty in this trackhawk truck (yeah, in this trackhawk truck)
tryna keep up with vm, got n_ggas f_ckin’ they paper up, for real (n_ggas f_ckin’ they papеr up)
shout out ytb, you know that get_back sh_t a must, n_gga (yeah)
bulletproof escaladе, this bullsh_t cost a rolls truck, woo (yeah)
in the trap house, day and night, kid cudi, hoo (yeah)
hide your credit cards ’cause he a scammer, oh lord (yeah)
when pimp was me on callin’ me on facetime to show forty (yeah)
we had nilly in the trap, goin’ back and forth for four months, n_gga (yeah)
say you more piped up than me, then p_ssy, show somethin’, n_gga (yeah)
i was tryna find a house to cut the dope up, n_gga (house to cut the f_ckin’ dope in)
me and my main ho famous, n_gga, pipe your b_tch up, n_gga (yeah)
hidin’ the drugs inside the house, she don’t even know what her son sellin’ (yeah)
testify (yeah), these n_ggas rappin’ and testifyin’, guess i’m a different kind (gang)
i ain’t nothin’ like them other guys, i’d k!ll him if he mine (yeah)
but sh_t, i know this n_gga ain’t mine and i know what i saw (i know what i saw)
and i’m out here actin’ like i was blind, i ain’t need no key to start (yeah)
i’m in a rental with switches and glizzys and k!llers (yeah)
i’m in the trenches, first n_gga play with me, put somethin’ in that river, woo
in a maybach like rick ross, this ain’t maybach music, n_gga (woo)
net up 500k this month, n_ggas think i’m lyin’, they stupid, woo (gang)
[bridge: birdman & rob49]
yeah, b_tch, and i’m fresh out the trenches, n_gga, on a g5 (we on that type of time)
you understand?
n_gga know it’s f_ckin’ vulture mob, could do or die, n_gga
if a n_gga play, nail them to the f_ckin’ cross, n_gga (yeah, yeah)
bleed a n_gga buried by the f_ckin’ 11, n_gga, you understand
i’ma die about this vmb, you understand (f_ck this n_gga), it’s in my f_ckin’ blood, n_gga (blood, n_gga)
you n_ggas ain’t gettin’ no f_ckin’ money like us, n_gga, you understand (gang, yeah)
the biggest in this sh_t (sh_t, sh_t, woo)

[verse 2: rob49]
i’m on adderall, mm_hmm (alright)
pressure bust some pipes, i’m out here, payment on my heart, mm_hmm (gang)
200k in a day, big 49, trap god, mm_hmm (yeah)
i know young n_ggas who litter than this right back in the fort (yeah)
them n_ggas thought we lost it, woo (woo)

[outro: birdman]
all them n_ggas that’s gone and been forgot about, we ain’t never forget about ’em
we on that type of time
f_ck who don’t like it, we on that type of sh_t
f_ck who ain’t with us, we on that type of sh_t
we f_ckin’ over everything that ain’t with us
yeah, for a fact, mm_hmm

- rob49

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