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since99 - mr roboto (scam cypher) lyrics
[verse 1: since99]
[?] you ever tried some wok?
you ever plugged your aim bot when you saw an opp?
i never give a f_ck about [?] love to talk
pull up on my cul de sac, i’m toating chops
b_tch, i’m posted like i’m ed, edd and eddy
[?] where i’m from, but i slide with machetes
b_tch, we stacking up the gwop, it ain’t paper machay
said he went to go to [?], but i saw him at [?]
had a white plug doing shrooms, asking [?]
supersonic in the blunt, [?] smoking on red
boy, you all talk, jimmy falin
got a 3 lieder fego, pour a gallin
drawing bullets like i’m [?]
if they saw me up in [?] might be in [?]
putting numbers on the board, and checking the tally
b_tch, i’m eating at thе checkers, dropping fries in thе [?]
[verse 2: 10kkev]
i’m at the a.t.f., yeah, this the fourth time
i’m buying cars off the [?] probably your mom
i’m the king of this sh_t, i’m like bron bron
and i put some wok in the glass, that is not wine
i ain’t worried ’bout that gun, you are not scary
flying through the hood with a stick, feeling like i’m harry potter
i’m [?] kicks
i pull up to that n_gga grave sight and take a p_ss
counting up some quarters, tryna get a bag of chips
[?] rubbed it down with vix
thirsty ass ho scrolling through, liking my pics
can’t talk right now, she got a mouthfull of d_cks
you say you need some [?], no, you need some mouthwash
scammed a n_gga for a beat, acting like i’m southside
got the addy on the opp b_tch, they ain’t never outside
stuff a n_gga in the trunk, and take him on a car ride
[verse 3: kasher quon]
pulled up to d.o.a. with a fake check
bank teller tried to tell me no, but this ain’t that
all you gotta do is do your job, and you get paid for that
see me coming to pick up 50 k, like what the heck?
i look suspicious, i told that b_tch i like you, you look vicious
that mean you look mean, i [?] like getting high, but i ain’t no fiend
something about wokhart, i pay 6 [?]
[?] my cousin janky ass just got fl!cked by a cop car
they took the whole bag, and he got pulled over with my whole bag
and he already a fellin, that n_gga grass
judge fasho gonna cook and fry his ass
you don’t ever wanna get no money, you just loly gag
[verse 4: clooner]
kasher scammed me for 100, he a lean fiend
all i get are lols, i’m a mean meme
i make people laugh, i giv them joy
looking for tee grizley, driving down joy
rogue b_tch, money longer than [?]
all these rappers lined up, single file
went in on a bag, they’ll never get
i drive passed, i never quit
i keep that sh_t 100, that’s one above 99
if that p_ssy good, i’ma cum 9 times
they call me big cloo, because of my size
my d_ck nice, but i’m saying i’m wide
like i need to drop pounds
buss on a b_tch, greyhound
bust on a b_tch, like seamen
she a ho, all she see men
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