lirik.web.id
a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

lirik lagu rob49 & ytb fatt - preach

Loading...

[intro: rob49]
yeah, that’s two hundred thousand on my neck, man
two ice pendants, jesus christ pendants from, um, from wafi (you dig?)
we spent fifty thousand on a guapo, hit him in the molly here (for sure)
yeah, yeah

[interlude: rob49]
pop a pink pill, turn to a power ranger, huh (turn to a power ranger)
i done took x and perc’ with hoes who high maintenance, huh (high mainatnce)
f~ckin’ on project hoes, big fourski just can’t fake it (at all)
the biggest (for sure)
yeah (free gang)

[verse 1: rob49]
yeah, money, drugs, s~x, violence, n~gga, motivation (for sure, for sure)
sh~t, money, drugs, s~x, violencе, my combination, yeah (yeah)
you feel me, g~codе? i’m just poppin’ it
they ain’t even— i’m poppin it, sh~t (for sure)
huh, fifty thousand plain watch, pinky ring cost twenty thou’ (yeah)
crazy necklace costin’ bricks of becky, get a f~ck boy crossed out (yeah)
mm~hmm, you feel me? (the biggest)
we just poppin’ it, man, pop your sh~t (ain’t tryna link)
you feel me? yeah

[verse 2: ytb fatt]
huh, eat her p~ssy, i left a diamond on her, she call me back
i’m the youngest rapper in the game with fifteen cars and one hundred straps, huh
real freak, beat her p~ssy up by night, mornin’ times flat, huh
i can’t believe n~ggas really tellin’ on theyself on vlad
i can’t get on youtube talkin’ ’bout k!llin’, so i really want somethin’ dead
i ain’t know i was this lit, i can put a feature and video on your head
hundred ‘bows, bust her at ninth ward, i’m with thirty~five b~tches with 4god
play that loud~loud jam, buy some more liquor, we runnin’ out (huh)
i can’t believe n~ggas mention my name just to get a buzz (huh)
i can’t believe n~ggas lyin’ like i’m they f~ckin’ cuz
i know how the game go, the first one make it out, then you won
i want uncle, vultures probably just sold a brick of uh
huh, i can’t believe n~ggas ain’t never met me but wanna diss me
huh, i just pulled up bouncin’ a maybach truck with four, five b~tches
huh, sittin’ in the back of the ‘bach with a liquor bottle, my driver a woman
i know that sh~t deeper than jet ski, k!llers in miami, florida, huh
brand new house by the ocean, i’m tried of catchin’ charges in georgia, huh
rich for real, backyard by the water, made a mermaid my cousin
[bridge: ytb fatt]
ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
ah, ah
yeah, poppin’, foxes, with some liquor, yeah

[verse 3: rob49]
yeah, poppin’ like i’m ‘posed to with a badass b~tch in the club, won’t drank mimosas, huh
broski ain’t got no groupie b~tches in the jail, he f~ck his lotion
i done took four or five pills at one time, b~tch, i’m tryna up my dosage
i done f~ck four, five hoes at one time, i ain’t gotta f~ckin’ post it
fours don’t give no f~ck about b~tches, n~gga, f~ck that ho, i’m better than her
brand new diamond bezel, this ho on me chrome and leather
i can’t believe these n~ggas out here linkin’ up with rats, big 4ski’ll f~ckin’ never
huh, the biggest, the f~ck, n~gga?
foxwood
runnin’ with me right now, i got a drac’ off sellin’ fetty
mouth, ears, neck spaghetti, every time we link, i bless her
diamonds on me p~ssy, n~gga, bart simpson, i ain’t r~kelly
the biggest, yeah

[outro: ytb fatt]
4, you know what that sh~t be, turn a b~tch forever
i was thinkin’ sh~t couldn’t compare to me but a barber or somethin’
ain’t sh~t in competition but a fox but a barber or somethin’, forever
young n~gga, real means
real f~ckin’ means


Lirik lagu lainnya:

LIRIK YANG LAGI HITS MINGGU INI

Loading...