​dont wanna rob no mo lyrics

by

‎OsamaSon



[Intro: baby evil]
Yah
pus*y
Don't play with him
f*ck you talkin' 'bout, n*gga? (f*ck is you talkin' 'bout?), haha
Phew, phew-phew, phew, phew, phew
Phew-phew-phew, phew, phew
Keep up, you trippin' (Phew, phew, phew)
Twin, pass me that (Phew-phew-phew)

[Verse 1: baby evil]
Yah, we gon' put the pistol on yo' ass (On yo' ass)
I'm a young n*gga, I ain't go to class
And the Glock on me, got a fifty mag' (Yeah, n*gga, got a fifty mag')
n*gga don't wanna get toe-tagged (On God)
Who the f*ck you gon' kill with that ProMag? (Kill with that ProMag)
And you need to catch up with yo' slow ass
Pass 'Sama the drank, n*gga, he gon' pour that
Pass 'Sama the drank (For real)
And that n*gga not gang, we make him walk the plank, n*gga (Yeah)
I was locked up with that shank, n*gga (I was locked with the shank)
We gon' rob a n*gga for his drank, n*gga
Ayy, n*gga, what the f*ck? (Okay)
We gon'—We gon' spin on thеy block like, "What up?" (What's up?)
And that hunnid-round drum, you know I got it tuck (Wow)
And we spin on yo' block, you pussies bеtter duck, yeah (Duck)
[Verse 2: OsamaSon]
Know I have my sh*t tuck, yeah (Go)
I want a big Benz truck (Skrrt)
I just dropped the mud (Mud)
Got a check, then I f*cked it up (Let's go)
Get her neck and I f*ck it up (Uh-huh)
Hit the show and I f*ck sh*t up (Let's go)
West Side got five TEC-9s (Five)
Pour green up for my slime (Slime)
Push up, I'ma flip that ride (Slatt)
We spinnin' on that time (Let's go)
I may catch a n*gga outside ('Side)
Got two Glocks when I'm ridin' (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
I'm in the SRT, model Jeep (Skrrt)
Spend it in YSL (Uh, 'SL), that's how you know it's me, yeah (Let's go)
b*tch, that's how you know it's me (Uh-huh)
You don't do sh*t when I'm in yo' town (Town), I was just geeked off three (Oh, yeah)
Yeah, twin like, "Hope it's me"
Yeah, pull a TikTok, ball (Let's go)
I was ridin' 'round with the boss (Ride 'round)
Lil' n*gga, I'm the boss (Yeah)
Take no loss when I'm pourin' up Toss (Pourin' up Toss)
With Hi-Tech, we don't pay no cost
Phew-phew, phew-phew, phew, I'on wan' have to rob you folks (Yeah, yeah, it's up)
I don't wanna rob no more (Yeah, no more, uh-uh, uh)
But I'on wan' have to rob these folks (Yeah)
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