Crash Dummy lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, Rob
I think the feds is listenin'
Ayy (Shh, ayy)
Ooh

[Verse 1]
n*gga, I'm so fly, I flew
Hold on, let me turn it up
If you ain't know me, time to meet me one on one, ayy (b*tch)
My name is Rob (Ayy)
They kinda call me Rob because I rob (Gang)
I treat my family like the mob and I ain't never had a job
I swear to God (Ooh)
If one of you pus*y n*ggas run up wrong
I be the reason why your homie R.I.P. you in a song
f*ck n*gga
How much in my pocket? Like ten (Ayy)
I'ma f*ck this money up and run it right up again
I don't care, n*ggas tryna do what I did
And all the pocket-watching b*tches be like, "Rob, where you been?"

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, Glock 45 make the job easy (Job easy)
You don't want it with the gang, we all greasy, ayy (We all greasy)
f*ck a baby gun, n*gga, all my chops beef (All my chops beef)
I'ma take some, n*gga, all my opps peacin' (Ayy)
Touch me, you must be a crash dummy, ayy
I can get a n*gga whacked for cash money (Ayy)
n*gga, you must be a crash dummy, ayy
And all a n*gga know is cash money, ayy
[Verse 2]
Pull up on a n*gga, make a n*gga hit his two-step
Hood-hoppin' n*gga, every week you with a new set
If we ain't gettin' money, then it's f*ck 'em (f*ck 'em)
They say, "Lil' Robby goin' nuts," b*tch, suck 'em (Ayy)
n*ggas say it's up, so we gang slide and bust 'em
I ain't switchin' up, b*tch, it's Bayline or nothin' (Ooh)
These f*ck n*ggas can't see me
Don't watch me, lil' baby, watch TV
f*ck 12, n*gga, free 03 (What?)
On the run right now, I gotta be lowkey (Skrrt)
Stole my killer out, he probably on speed (He probably on speed)
Hit the floor, it probably make your nose bleed (Make your nose bleed)
I'll chop a n*gga up like Gross Beat, ayy
I'll chop a n*gga up, gross beat (Leggo)

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, Glock 45 make the job easy (Job easy)
You don't want it with the gang, we all greasy, ayy
f*ck a baby gun, n*gga, all my chops beef (All my chops beef)
I'ma take some, n*gga, all my opps peacin' (Ayy)
Touch me, you must be a crash dummy, ayy (Swerve)
I can get a n*gga whacked for cash money (Ayy)
n*gga, you must be a crash dummy, ayy
And all a n*gga know is cash money, ayy
[Outro]
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, Rob (What?)
I think the feds is listenin'
(Ayy)
Gang