Still Gone Rob You lyrics

(Sensai ATL Producer Tag: "Don't play with him")

RXKNephew:
Yea

Rx Papi:
Yea

RXKNephew:
Yea, Ay
[Snarl], Yuh! Ay

Dope sales- I really live it
b*tch think that I'm tripping (Yeah)
Kicking doors, breaking in sh*t
Hand-to-hand dealing (Yeah)

My Momma know I got her
My sister know it too (Too)
I told my Momma check that mail like she blues clues (Yeah)
It's vacuum sealed real good, I hope it make it through (Ay)

The opps? Still on they ass (Ass)
I love 12/12 bags (Yeah)
You're broke? That ain't my fault (Yeah)
Your trap move slow? That ain't my fault (Yeah)
Straight drop got her jaw locked
Trap 'til I get bald spots (Ay)
Parking lot pimp with the Glock
Jail[?] 30 shot

AR, Broom, Glock, Mops
Trap like shave a lot of tops (Yeah)
Who gon' tell us what we not?
Dawgsh*t Records run the spot (Dawgsh*t Records)

Go ahead send in that thot- why she won't make it out
Everyday I was in jail I thought 'bout breaking out
Sitting down eating what? b*tch we taking out (For real)
Glock sound like "Mwah" with a opp making out

They wasn't in the street- they took the safer route

Rx Papi:
Phew, phew, phew, phew, phew, Dawgsh*t walking in
Hit him in his mouth with that "Phew" he can't talk again
He said he want the "Yeah" for the "Yeah"? Don't talk to him
They like "Papi, what the f*ck is 'Yeah'?"
I'm like b*tch shut the f*ck up don't be worried 'bout what I said
Yeah I did what I did he shouldn't have said what he said!

The car pull off fast as hell that b*tch go "phew, phew"
Cartier, bust-down, the yay yay like "phew, phew"
Retarded ass diamonds dancing in my watch like [?]
b*tch you know I'm banging Crip blue emoji wheelchair
We whooped a n*gga ass last night I think he still there
The baby Draco go, "Woo!" nicknamed it Rick Flair
Chocolate b*tch like "phew, phew"
Off my rings like "phew, phew"
My earrings like "phew, phew"
I caught the opps like "Oh my god- don't know which one I wanna rob!"
He took off running like "phew, phew"
Trackhawk walk him down like "phew, phew"
Say Papi got the bird, phew
b*tch getting on my nerves (Phew)
Stand on the curb and serve (Phew)

I got the "Phew" and "Yeah"
They like, "What's that 'Phew and Yeah'?"
Some sh*t go "phew", some sh*t "yeah"
Cuz got some "Yeah" too
Blood got some "Yeah" too
They all want the "Yeah" b*tch 'cause they know what the "Yeah" do

I'm off M30 Blues
Cuban link cost 32
Whole gang got 30's too
Glock big as 42
Shorty do what shorty do
She walk in that b*tch with a whole bunch of "Phew"
You don't know that n*gga? Don't say nothing (Phew)
Life not a game 'lil n*gga we don't play nothing (Phew)
I get to blacking out on that B5 sh*t
b*tch in the car screaming out can she drive it
Hit her with the back of my hand like "Phew"
You heard the wind come off that b*tch (Phew)