
Lobster by the Lbs. ft. robbie t Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Um
I'm back on this shit
I'm sick as fuck and I really need to sleep
So I'm a do this shit in one take again
It's 2 in the morning
1 in the, whatever
Heart cold like December yea I think I meant the winter
Big boss when I enter
Pull up in the fucking sprinter, not mine it's a rental
You gotta to start off as a beginner
Then you end up as a winner
EATING LOBSTER BY THE LBS
Crab by the barrel that's a snack that's not dinner
Father please forgive us
Yes we all some mother fucking sinners
SS I guess we all some mother fucking members
Guess we don't remember
Or we chose to forget and not to remember
Like an octopus after he rocks the tush
He catch dementia
He a walking piece of trash
Coach I think you oughta bench em
I ain't got the fuckin time
To save no mother fucking friendship
If you ain't wit' it
I ain't wit' it
I'm just chillin w my girl boutta kiss her
Cus I love her
And I'm tryna show her dat
Cus I love her
And I'm tryna show her dat
Think I
Cus I love her and I think that we could really workout (workout)
I think we could
Do you think we could?
I think it could workout
But but
Mama raised me so l am who l am
Never learned my fucking lesson but I know that I'm a man
Never worked hard on the tasks at my fucking hand
But for my own music gotta break every pen
Yeah this shit gotta heat up
Gas stove see us, member there was times where I felt like I was beat up
Kick the feet up, meet up
Always room at the table so just pull another seat up
Sike nah fuck friends, I pull up by myself
But for now I'm whipping in a focus, smoking with the dopest
Money coming in like hocus pocus
Facebook poke us, water soak us
Back when they didn't notice
Hold us, lemme kill this shit wait hold up
Show up, first we gotta show then we glow up
Grow up, ticking like a bomb till it fucking blow up
So what, guess now
Nah I don't even pour up
First goal free us
Second one tee us
Third for the cake is the day they all see us
Heart cold like December
Yeah I think I meant the winter
Big boss when I enter
Pull up in the fucking sprinter
Not mine it's a rental
You gotta to start off as a beginner
Then you end up as a winner
EATING LOBSTER BY THE LBS
Crab by the barrel that's a snack that's not dinner
Father please forgive us
Yes we all some mother fucking sinners
SS I guess we all some mother fucking members
Or I guess we forgot
We chose not to remember