rob49 - counterfeit lyrics
counterfeit lyrics
[intro: rob49]
yeah
v’s up til i freeze up, n+gga!
say, where rob at?
yeah
[chorus: rob49]
i’m coast to coast with 50 pounds of luggage going fed
i’m toxic as it gets, she wanna bag ain’t give her sh+t, stay to myself
most of these rap n+ggas counterfeit
i got a mac, give me a week, i get em outta there
he servin’ michael jackson, make you moonwalk
the vvss, i don’t like ’em, do the two tone
sh+t we was young and coppin’ pounds, they tried to tax us
i tried to keep ’em out the hood, he finna wax ’em
[verse 1: rob49]
yeah, in the middle of my hood with all my chains on
in the middle of the hood i got my bl!ck tucked, he move on he get baked on
my name official, ain’t got no stains on it
felt like i died when i was broke, but this lil’ money got some pain off me
this b+tch i’m f+cking got some brain on her
i fly her out, get what she wanted she a baddie wanna lacefront
she loves it when i throw my 4s up
number one stunna like i’m baby 22 and got my sack up
i got a bag and put my mans on
he took a l a week ago and goin crazy try and tax em
is what it is he took his mask off
vvss on my necklace i’m on the block at night time
[chorus: rob49]
i’m coast to coast with 50 pounds of luggage going fed
i’m toxic as it gets, she wanna bag ain’t give her sh+t, stay to myself
most of these rap n+ggas counterfeit
i got a mac, give me a week, i get em outta there
he servin’ michael jackson, make you moonwalk
the vvss, i don’t like ’em, do the two tone
sh+t we was young and coppin’ pounds, they tried to tax us
i tried to keep ’em out the hood, he finna wax ’em
[verse 2: icewear vezzo]
yeah, pop a n+gga like a cell i’m tryna act tough
a drake do the talking for me i don’t ask nothing
met the plug the other day, i took the bag from him
rain on him my lil trap money i’m a stack junkie
at my lil oak i’m settin’ up i told her send the love
carbon 1.5 looking big as f+ck, gorilla zoe yeah, best doggy in the town we send it to the o
gotta take the chance to be a chapper this ain’t tinder folk
yeah, i’m an animal
don’t do no talking, bust sh+t open like a cantaloupe
yeah, we got this rap money but we scatters though
noddin’ off i dropped too lean i need a adderall
[chorus: rob49]
i’m coast to coast with 50 pounds of luggage going fed
i’m toxic as it gets, she wanna bag ain’t give her sh+t, stay to myself
most of these rap n+ggas counterfeit
i got a mac, give me a week, i get em outta there
he servin’ michael jackson, make you moonwalk
the vvss, i don’t like ’em, do the two tone
sh+t we was young and coppin’ pounds, they tried to tax us
i tried to keep ’em out the hood, he finna wax ’em
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