Kredyty
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Robert Gill
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Robert Gill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
REASON
Producer
Lowthegreat
Producer
Tekst Utworu
Popped out went straight to the booth ****
Reaz where you been? Wtf I ain't spooked ****
Satellite dishes well put it on yo roof ****
Turn Islam and choose peace I ain't Loon ****
I can catch a friendly with the homies that's just how it is
Yall come and try it let it sing like a choir kid
Whole lotta steppas carry cannons like Mariah did
Calm all that bass in ya voice we the pioneers
All shit **** all bad
The best rapper in NY own a podcast
I'll button (Budden) up this shirt and give out jaw taps
If this ain't clout chasing **** what you call that?
This ain't bout paper **** what you call that?
I'll bring it right to where a **** lawn at
We'd wack a **** better guardin (garden) up or fall back
It's Del Amo let's get started ****
I'm with all that ****
Turn into a slave owner whip and pick apart a ****
Like defibrillators press and I bring out the heart in ****
Dreading this shit long as Dwayne Carter ****
I'll crash on any **** cuz I love the sport
This ain't just joey this for any **** comin for me
You can speak on me and Top I ain't got nothin for it
Cuz that's my business with them **** that ain't none of yours
As god as my witness
My hand on my 40
I'm way too forgiving
The devil still on me
I'm itching I'm tempted
The block keep on callin
I'm prolly gon spin it my ****
Blessing extended
The ghetto still on me
Don't talk to me different my ****
I'm way too forgiving
My hand on my 40
Lately I been tempted my ****
Knew I made it when I didn't have to drive with dirty plates ****
Thank God til I'm dead til I'm dead and face to face with em
Never take for granted where you at from where you came ****
Mac and Nip I'm doing shows state to state wit it
Hit a model bitch from the side aint no cuddling
100k for this Audi I'm foreigning
Money like a rainy day how it's pouring in
That was a light jab to joey I'm fuckin round
Pen sharp I been skating like it's Tony hawk underground
Made it out the hood chances slimmer than a hunnid pounds
Anybody try me get a shot like another round
And another round (on me)
And another round
**** back having fun with it
I'm in love with it
See passion in me brewing (bruin) like a grown cub ****
Treat a rapper like it's workin out if he fuck with me
Better run or get to dippin
Or I'm pulling up ****
As god as my witness
My hand on my 40
I'm way too forgiving
The devil still on me
I'm itching I'm tempted
The block keep on callin
I'm prolly gon spin it my ****
Blessing extended
The ghetto still on me
Don't talk to me different my ****
I'm way too forgiving
My hand on my 40
Lately I been tempted my ****
Written by: Robert Gill

