[Intro]
p**yham Productions
Why we up all night, bruh
It's WillThaRapper n***a
Skwa, skwa, look
[Verse 1]
I told this b**h to watch out
Cause she in the way
Her boy want a feature, but he gotta pay
He talkin' all crazy
I'm like what he got to say
My heater be turnt, look
I put some heat in this phase, look
I'm just like watch out lil' b**h
Watch out lil' b**h
He wanna talk tough
I'm like pop out lil' b**h
But when he pull up
I just pull my Glock out lil' b**h
Now he wanna run
I just let some shots out lil' b**h
Look, I pop his a** like some bubblegum
Got a hundred drum I get a drummer some
My flow hard they say I get a summer sun
And your b**h on my dick tryna be number one
How you hatin' and your b**h is my biggest fan
Forty heat, I might give him the biggest tan
And your b**h run me good like a ceiling fan
Don't cut verse with no middle or little man
If I talk I'm talkin' to bosses
Who just like me can't afford any losses
n***as be pumpin' my aim be too perfect
And everything hit ‘em is so flawless
My new foreign b**h she so
My new sh** they crank more than ya'll sh**
That thiry clip yam is a yard stick
Pull out the K and then match you a target, whoa
They got me f**ed up
Where was you when I was f**ed up
Now be popped up cause I locked up
And the same time, I'm not up up
I'm still f**ed up, still be in the streets
Plus those rotten n***as in the streets
They ain't building beef, they ain't feeling grief
But the Feds still be thinking they're in the sheets
That's crazy
Swear to God these rap n***as be faking sh**
And them same n***as be hatin' sh**, look
Swear to God I on' the sanest sh**
And everything I say, just know I mean this sh**
Look, it's Lil' Robbie n***a
I swear I'm ready to rob a n***a, look
Never wanted to be a trap n***a, oh
Tryna make a hundred mil' n***a
I only make music for a real n***a say wow
[Verse 2]
Young n***a that they mad at
All the Twitter talk they can have that
So I sneak diss I ain't spares bandages
Say jump, where that mask at
Ex bro Kev where the Mac at
Tye call my phone, where his a** at
I'm like say you got something to grab that
[Verse 3]
We just slid on that b**h
We spotted that hoe
She like hey is that WillThaRapper
I'm like oh, watch out lil' hoe
I say aye come get her bro
Then I pull my Glock really slow
Then aim at his top really slow
Then let bout the whole villy go
[Outro]
Bla, du du du pow pow
Du du du pow pow
Blrrrr, ha ha
It's Lil' Robbie n***a