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rob49 - get the picture lyrics

[intro: rob49]
(thanks, yakree)
yeah
the biggest in this sh+t, man (yeah)
we livin’ like scarface and ‘nem (phew)
money and houses, four hours ’til you feel me, i swear to god (phew, phew)
huh

[verse 1: rob49]
i’m puttin’ a pole inside the front room, n+gga, livin’ like a n+gga pimpin’ (phew)
blue on me, but i ain’t crippin’, make n+ggas think i’m kin to nipsey
catch a b+tch in a club, i shoot, she miss, this b+tch done missed her ticket (yeah)
i been on pills for four months straight, i’m tryna kick it, kick it, kick it (yeah)
livin’ like scarface, neck on pave, i’ve never torn it up (yeah)
brodie keep that iron like iron man, call him tony stark (yeah)
brodie on his grind like he do skatin’, call him tony hawk (yeah)
if i ever catch a n+gga ever a flaw, i’m callin’ out his flaw (yeah)
put that munyun in my hand, hudreds wrapped up, rubber band (yeah)
get him zapped up in that can, f+ck ol’ dude b+tch, what you sayin’? (yeah)
i be judgin’ hoes off who they f+ckin’, b+tch, you f+ckin’ fans (yeah)
out the project if he ain’t playin’ ball, you playin’ with pots and pans (yeah)
dressin’ like a scammer (yeah), i ain’t the type to cuff a b+tch (what?)
i done cramped my hand up (yeah), thumbin’ through blues of dog sh+t (alright)
b+tch told me to call her ’cause she need money, i still ain’t call yet (yeah)
this b+tch think she tall when i flex some muscles on a dog, b+tch (yeah)
yeah
[bridge: birdman & rob49]
you understand me (the biggest in this sh+t, phew)
ain’t nothin’ need to be told (bird poppin’ sh+t), this sh+t need to be sold (yeah)
let’s get it, young blood (the biggest in this sh+t)
hermès, foreign sh+t (exactly), hundred+inch tvs (yeah)
f+ck out of here, boy (exactly, woo, woo)
really do this sh+t for ms. gladys (pop your sh+t then, yeah)
we’ll give em’ all the business they want too (yeah)
come on, 4, f+ck these n+ggas, boy (biggest)

[verse 2: rob49]
look, told the b+tch she on her cycle, then put it in your ass (yeah, your ass)
brodie sellin’ crack and i ain’t talkin’ ass crack (alright)
i done sold a thousand ps before i sign to ascap (yeah)
i bought fifteen different whips in one year, that’s straight facts, yeah
and i’m in my bag, l’m sittin’ hard, them n+ggas mad (yeah)
go ask birdman, i’ll spend a fifty on my mans (yeah)
me and all my dogs on twenty chains, we ain’t sharin’ (biggest)
i done seen more rap n+ggas act like me than lil wayne (yeah)

[outro: birdman & rob49]
pj, ‘yami (‘yami right now)
huh, we call miami yami, boy (you heard ’em)
sittin’ on them big boy toys (you feel me?)
you understand me?
doin’ a buck in the water (buck in the water, you hear me?)
huh, on them yachts (yachts), bad b+tches in the building (you heard?)
yeah, we doin’ it like that (run that sh+t, n+gga)
cristal, poppin’ bottles (f+ck you, n+gga)

- rob49 lyrics

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