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rob49 - future hendrix lyrics

[intro]
yeah
add it up, on my mama son
turn that sh+t down, yeah (trey lb)
that’s my blood brother
we ain’t beefing ’bout no hoes, we f+ck them hoes together
i gifted pj the new trackhawk, real fly feller
for sure, yeah, yeah

[chorus]
yeah, i feel like i’m future hendrix, 2016
stuffin’ them rackies in my pocket, f+ckin’ them thotties every day
flew them pounds back from cali’, bringin’ ’em where my sister stay
money bustin’ out the bank, i just spent two hundred k

[post+chorus]
yeah, bad ho getter, real p pusher, bad ho f+cker
i get turned up when that g6 poppin’, yeah
and they know my name in the trenches with a blade, yeah
say something ’bout my gang, tryna stab him in his face, yeah

[verse]
every time i eat, they get a slice, yeah
every time i pop one, it’s gon’ get me out my body
adderall just bustin’, i can’t fight it, yeah
call me soaker som’ i know that pink p+ssy like me
pink p+ssy fitness, all blue hunnids
49 gettin’ money in the trenches with my gun on me, yeah
ap flooded, big face bustin’, n+gga, yeah
yeah she know i’m a dog, but she gone stay, yeah
long as a n+gga give her what, she want she say she straight, yeah
i know the wanna see me lose, they drinking hater+ade, yeah
all them n+ggas fake, at least that’s what my daddy say, yeah
big 49 the muscle, i’m a fresh street legend, yeah
way she throw it back, make me wanna leave somethin’ in her
if she gucci, i salute her
if she pretty, i’ma kiss her
if she fine, i think i’ma waste my time for that p+ssy, yeah
[bridge]
yeah, that’s my blood brother
we ain’t beefing ’bout no hoes, we f+ck them hoes together
i gifted pj the new trackhawk, real fly feller
for sure, yeah, yeah
sh+t

- rob49 lyrics

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