pretty tony & 4tm fru - rod lyrics
[hook: 4tm fru]
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
[verse 1: 4tm fru]
i never did a jost, but i ain’t tryna go
but i done robbed some n-ggas of some weight and moved all kind of dope
but yet these n-ggas still talking gangster, f-ck you lyin’ for?like tryin range with bangers
pistols slangin at the counter [?]
i’m most around them scotland babies
b-tch you know i’m from that o
catch a n-gga slippin’ and relapse, i did that for the four
i still ain’t on my sh-t, but on my sh-t mine
who i’m grinding for
bodies losing patience so it’s time to score
f-ck who flexing, hold my b-tch down
and it’s f-ck my exes up
bro with it then it’s hectic
b-tch you better not disrespect me
catch it or i’ll intercept it, light up a n-gga section
your girl in love with our music but get more d-ck than blessings
[hook: 4tm fru]
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
[verse 2: pretty tony]
i just be thuggin and sh-t
i just be thuggin and sh-t
me and my brother and sh-t
we came out the gutter and sh-t
we got different mother and sh-t
but that’s still my brother and sh-t
yeah i’m talkin’ bout jit
stack the profit don’t switch
we just tryna get rich
so we stay with a gat
when we servin this pack
n-gga might try to jack
can’t let that happen
cl1ck clack get back
stay real spit facts
stay silent don’t rat
always keep it trill
100 to a mill
kick game stay ill
stay smoking on the ill
i don’t know what it is
n-ggas won’t keep it real
so i stay with my steel
i gotta keep it for real
[hook: 4tm fru]
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
[verse 3: nba youngboy]
so when it rolls we gon pull up in two cars, just like the mop, we pulled up strapped up with them rods, i be with them hittas, got lil joe up in da car, n-gga play gon knock em off then shoot back to br, in the studio with 4tm, we in this b-tch going hard, you can catch me with my gang, f-ck you and yo squad, sh-t how far would you go, cause with this beef sh-t i’ll go far, if we catch em no we don’t spam, we gon burn him in his bars, if we spot em then we got em yeah, ain’t no running from them choppas yeah, hop out the whip and chase him down, then put a n-gga under yeah (x2)
[hook: 4tm fru]
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
[hook: 4tm fru]
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
f-cking with my clique and you get robbed
sh-t i’m chillin’ with yo b-tch and she a thot
don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
i ain’t worried ’bout no n-ggas, got my rod
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