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on dat - rob vicious lyrics

i think the feds is listenin’

[chorus]
cuz i be on that f*ck sh*t
all my friends is dead i can’t trust sh*t
mc hammer hangin’ out my pants
you can’t touch this
pop it on the gram but he a p*ssy out in public
shoot him from the cab and pay my lawyer with the budget

[verse]
i been having sh*t since i was 20
n*gga f*ck it
a bunch of green 20’s pink 50’s and blue hunnids
how this n*gga hate me if his main b*tch love me?
she just wanna hang
smoke a lil weed and suck d*ck
trap n*gga
they ain’t talkin’ stacks then it’s f*ck it
bag flippa
try ’em with these packs up in the bucket
rap n*gga lyin’ in his raps
needa cut it
don’t be talkin’ like you done it
n*ggas dyin’ for that f*ck sh*t
my lil bro ain’t shoppin’ for no clothes
he want a drumstick
my bro just did a video on parole
still tryna slump sh*t
and we ain’t fallin’ out over no hoes
n*gga we run sh*t
slapped this dumb f*ck
we gon get this monеy n*gga what what
took it out her p*ssy
said she want it in her b*tt b*tt
smokin’ on this cookiе
while i’m f*ckin’ up them gut guts
when i bust a nut i’m actin’ funny
get the f*ck up
if you ain’t tryna trap and make some money
then shut the f*ck up
you ain’t talkin’ money baby
i could give one f*ck
no f*cks
til i get some money
bet i won’t f*ck
baby how the f*ck you say you love me
if you don’t suck
and b*tch you bet’ not tell them folks you f*cked me
[chorus]
cuz i be on that f*ck sh*t [ayy, ayy]
all my friends is dead i can’t trust sh*t [ayy, ayy]
mc hammer hangin’ out my pants
you can’t touch this
pop it on the gram but he a p*ssy out in public [he a p*ssy out in public]
shoot him from the cab and pay my lawyer with the budget [gang]

[outro]
wit yo dumb ass
ayy
lil b*tch i’m rob vicious
hold on
b*tch i’m rob vicious!

- rob vicious lyrics

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