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Getting Ya Robbed

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Getting Ya Robbed è stato pubblicato il 9 luglio 2025 da New 11 Records come parte dell'album #1 Trap Pick (Deluxe)

Dettagli della canzone

Album#1 Trap Pick (Deluxe)

Data di uscita9 luglio 2025

EtichettaNew 11 Records

Melodicità

Acousticità

Valence

Ballabilità

Energia

BPM74

PANORAMICA

TESTI

Video musicale

Video musicale

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Malcolm Carlisle

Malcolm Carlisle

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Malcolm Carlisle

Malcolm Carlisle

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Malcolm Carlisle

Malcolm Carlisle

Producer

Testi

He said, "Cello, you made this?"

They say they know what whoop I'm slidin' in

I had to switch that out (I saw that)

So many unmarked rides through the hood

I had to switch the truck

I'm trappin' so don't ask me why they comin' in and out the house

I heard that lil' bitch bust, I'm tryna pull up on 'em, see what that 'bout

In the club, you doin' all that fake muggin', you won't make it out (I'm gone)

Anytime that sack don't make it to him, I had to switch her out (I thought that)

I'm with two BFLs, they from down south, they let me swap 'em out (I'm gone)

Drick had took that lil' shit to the chin, say he ain't coppin' out

Even though camera man is drones up in the hood, make sure you watch your mouth (ayy, watch it)

I just sold a Juul, something strong, it almost knocked me out

Sick and bread for real, they still talkin' 'bout that shit happen in that Waffle House (haha)

Soon as I touch down up in the city, they bring them choppas out (I'm like)

Only way you see me in the hood, I got two hundred pockets (two bucks)

You can sell a dough up in the Dayton, you can sell a box

You can get a, go get you a job if you can shoot a glass (damn it)

Hoe askin' for money, I don't know, it might gon' get me tucked (what?)

Hoe askin' for money, I don't know, he might get hit in the cock

I don't even shoot dykes, 'cause if I lose it, I'm gettin' in the garage

Gave my lil' ho like nine-three hundred, she want a bigger box (I'm God)

They want me to rap and stuff, I'm too busy sellin' Zod

Hoe sellin', ain't sackin' nothin', I wanna work, I get a job (I get a job)

I had caught a hex six years ago, don't nobody know (I'm God)

Why the fuck the plane filled up with bolds? Can't nobody smoke (yeah)

He was beatin' the road up every day, now he done got the drugs (that's right)

I'll catch a DV, I'll beat it, bitch, I'll get that road (I'll get the targets)

Save his pay, past me, bitch, I make my own money (bitch, I make my own money)

Every time I hit the fuckin' counter, I had my own gun (I'm strapped up)

Broke out him a Draco in the dorm, they say he gone now (gone)

I just fuck her, she say that she love me, bitch, you gone now (for what?)

If you see a safe though, on that pole, I got it all gone (I'm God)

I can't hit no bitches 'round the city 'cause they gone talk

He said, "Chelo, you made this?"

They say they know what whip I'm slidin', and I had to switch that out (I swapped that)

So many unmarked rides through the hood, I had to switch the truck

I'm trappin', so don't ask me why they come in and out the house

Written by: Malcolm Carlisle

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