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Perfect My Rob

Perfect My Rob

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Every time we catch Opp (Opp), nigga gon' pull out that blick, start blickin' (Blickin'), ayy, yeah (I love you DJ G—)
Every time we catch Opp (Opp), nigga gon pull out that blick, start blickin' (Blickin'), ayy, yeah
Nigga can't come to the vampire function, he ain't got tickets (Oh, yeah, tickets)
And that bitch real nasty, she eat the dick up like cricket (Like cricket, eat like cricket)
I don't give a fuck, middle finger flippin'
GL4, bitch, respect my pimpin', mm, yeah (I love you DJ GREN8DE)
(I love you Ryo)
Hm, hm, I'm ready to let this Draco glide
Hit 'em with the Glock, but stick got sides
Seen the AK then he thought about dyin' (Dyin'), hm, yeah, ayy
Ain't stickin' up for no bitch, that ho ain't mine (Bitch)
Woah, mm
I ain't stickin' up for no bitch ain't mine
Like lil' Glokk, damn, I lost my mind
I'm solid for sure, ain't drop no dime (Silent for sure)
We crackin' these fuck nigga face just like Chow (China)
We take the police on a chase in the car with SCCY 9
Lil' Glokk40 bitch, I'ma ride 'round with just more than one fire (Fie)
Bit' wanna be BL? gang got more than just one don
Ain't catch my opp right now, I'ma catch his ass in the next life (Gang, gang)
Gang shit, I ain't got no Wock' right now, I'ma sip Tris like all night (Tris)
Mm, I don't why I feel down, I really thought they was down for the fist fight (Down, fist)
Any nigga pull out that Glock then say, "Good night"
G30 on me and this K got a Jason knife
Mm, young nigga, I don't believe in second chances
I couldve killed em 'cause Lil Glokk a bandit
I went and shot all my Glocks got abandoned
We beat that baby, don't give him no bandage (Oh)
We leave a brick in his plate just like hammock (Brick)
Only say BL can't come 'cause we cause to much havoc
Wipe they face, Lil Ki did Kumo tragic
Sumo got two damn bodies on his belt, take his ass off (On his belt)
Swim through the iced out, run, call me lil' Glokk Phelps
Say he got a fye, don't bust, that shit gon' melt
The fuck do I look like tussling?, Pussy this shit no help (Grr, grr)
Mm, hop on the beat, start rappin', I'm mumblin', nigga, this shit still felt
Hm, I catch em in Cumberland, ain't catchin' me crumbling (Crumbling)
All my opps get dealt with (Dome)
I don't need no help with it (No)
Gotta set my brother up a video visit (visit)
Hm, it's time to slide (Slide), nigga can't be BL (Slide), them niggas ain't with it (With it)
Boy, this the mob, GF take his shit, that nigga just trippin'
I catch a opp, Glock in my croc, boy you know the real gator business
I live a legendary lifestyle, Glock in my pocket, Burberry on me (Yeah)
Why these spendings? AMG Benz (Yeah)
Me and Kel hop in, we spinnin', mm, mm
Gang tryna go for the win (Win), tired of these niggas keep dissin', mm
Every time we catch Opp (Opp), nigga gon' pull out that blick, start blickin' (Blickin'), ayy, yeah
Nigga can't come to the vampire function, he ain't got tickets (Oh, yeah, tickets)
And that bitch real nasty, she eat the dick up like cricket (Like cricket, eat like cricket)
I don't give a fuck, middle finger flippin'
GL4, bitch, respect my pimpin'
Mm, Nigga tryna put me on them damn papers, but you can't even come back to the hood with yo bitch
On east side, posted on riddell gas station on the block I tote my blick (Grr)
On God, I ain't catchin' no opps on IG, nigga, catch his ass in person then pull his slip (Slip, pussy)
My BM ain't grow up watchin' movies, but I give her that fire, she gon' throw up that clip
Perfect, I wanna go to Miami with more than one person, so I can just murk 'em
I'm from the A, be with dirty burner, catch that boy lackin', you know we gon' hurt him
These niggas pussy, they be on TV, they duck too much like Mac and Bernie (Bernie)
Nigga keep doin' that IG talkin', them 7.62's hit his face like dermal
Big opp stomper, bitch, I'm colonel
Real Don dada, ride with that burner
Yo' ass waddle, leave the person
I took a dab in these Perkys, be coming back hurtin'
Tryna perfect my rob, young nigga still learnin'
They change up like blogs, leave a nigga missin'
I got a Smith, fuck on Jada Pinkett
Post up on Dy Camero, Draco in my britches
Nigga, ear drum hit loud, nigga, smoke loud, nigga, they can't listen
And lil' Glokk, nigga, poppin' out, nigga goin' hard, ridin' with that .50 (Hard)
(It's DJ GREN8DE)

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