BOY NAMED ROB Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Aye
Y'all know what fuckin' time it is
Yeah
Big talk, motherfuckin', 'gotchi slut
Yeah
Big talk, motherfuckin', 'gotchi sluts
Big talk, motherfuckin', 'gotchi slut
Ain't no birthday eves, no damn links
My brothers gon' keep it real clean
'Cause all my guys we be runnin' up trees and runnin' up weed
Like, brothers tryna stink up the basement
What the fuck is we on?
What the fuck is you on?
We all gon' sing a song
Ain't no spoiled bitch, tryna run up for some cash
Yo' ass better go take a bath
Ain't no jackin' that, bitch, I'm really cracked
Bitch, we smokin' on that motherfuckin' factory pack
Ain't tryna be center of the damn market
I just caught yo' bitch, she work at target
She not so clean, you too, it's obvious
A bitch ain't even down to scout Ikea couches
What are the bets?, Where is the odds?
Who is we fuckin' vouchin'
A bitch ain't even down to scout Ikea couches
What are the bets?, Where is the odds?
Who is we fuckin' vouchin'
That's what I call action