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first class rossy - red robin lyrics

paradox on the beat
k+ k + kapp you play too much

(chorus 1)
aight
stack it tall as tree tops
cartier no g shocks
them p+ssy n+ggas might be scared of you my boy
but we not
mix it like a chemist
got a 6 i let a 3 drop
pour it til’ the sprite look like a grape
now that’s the sweet spot
yea the streets hot
i’m ridin’ with like 3 glocks
i get what you would see up in week
off of like 3 pops
stretch whoever with em’
tryna purchase me like 3 ops
i don’t take no shorts
bxtch i need me now

(verse 1)
wait
all i smoke is za za
we on different planets
you think she bad i think she not
guess we got different standards
he brought a 20 ball in neiman
and hе went bananas
if you ain’t get it out the mud
you ain’t go undеrstand us
facts
runnin’ with the ops
we go flush em’ with the ops
i can’t love her and i’m not
i’m go sl+t her she a bop
went out west and got a plug
i get money when you not
my hit man a stick man
he like kuttas with the stock
when you see that boy
i wouldn’t want to be that boy
he duckin’ on them perkys
when we lurkin’
we go zzz that boy
f+ck it hit his potna
if we spin and we don’t see that boy
legal team stacked we hacked
we go beat that charge
mob n+gga
(chorus 2)
stack it tall as tree tops
cartier no g shocks
them p+ssy n+ggas might be scared of you my boy
but we not
mix it like a chemist
got a 6 i let a 3 drop
pour it til’ the sprite look like a grape
now that’s the sweet spot
yea the streets hot
i’m ridin’ with like 3 glocks
i get what you would see up in week
off of like 3 pops
stretch whoever with em’
tryna purchase me like 3 ops
i don’t take no shorts
bxtch i need me now

(verse 2)
wait
all i smoke is ops
now all these n+ggas ashes
i’m cool on her i done had her
this bxtch out of chances
drop a lah rack on some mcqueens
that’s for my new lah baddie
nike hoochie daddy’s
full of rackeys
got them bxtxhes saggin
wait
twistin’ out the bo
this shxt stronger than a brick house
the head game was trash
had me mad
i put that bxtch out
meet her at the telly
you won’t catch me at no bxtch house
can’t go out like moe3
not me
i’ll up this bxtch and cl!ck out
class you do too much
i know what you go do about it
put my henchman in position
they got you surrounded
since you wan dive
i got some water just for you to drown in
guilty by association
bet not let us catch you round’ him
(chorus 3)
mob n+gga
stack it tall as tree tops
cartier no g shocks
them p+ssy n+ggas might be scared of you my boy
but we not
mix it like a chemist
got a 6 i let a 3 drop
pour it til’ the sprite look like a grape
now that’s the sweet spot
yea the streets hot
i’m ridin’ with like 3 glocks
i get what you would see up in week
off of like 3 pops
stretch whoever with em’
tryna purchase me like 3 ops
i don’t take no shorts
bxtch i need me now

(verse 3)
wait
all i smoke is za za
we on different planets
you think she bad i think she not
guess we got different standards
i give the word and they purge
all my n+ggas crashin’
nike hoochie daddy’s
full of rackeys
got them bxtxhes saggin
(chorus 4)
wait
all i smoke is ops
now all these n+ggas ashes
i’m cool on her i done had her
you kno n+gga savage
he brought a 20 ball in neiman
and he went bananas
if you ain’t get it out the mud
you ain’t go understand us
fact

- first class rossy lyrics

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