Rob49 - Vulture Island Lyrics
Vulture Island Lyrics Here are excerpts of the lyrics of the song: "Yeah, you wan’ tell somebody business? Tell them how you let me fuck I don’t wanna hear ’bout none of your business Ain’t no Glock involved" find other popular song lyrics at blog Nesialyrics
Rob49 - Vulture Island Lyrics
Yeah
I got Erv in this bitch, real ninth ward shit
Vulture Island
If you know, you know
Yeah, you wan’ tell somebody business?
Tell them how you let me fuck
I don’t wanna hear ’bout none of your business
Ain’t no Glock involved
My mind so fucked up, I see murders chillin’ in the park
Talk on the net, I’ll make my vulture go and flat his heart
Real stepper, he got six toes, he a creature
Project everyday, he don’t give no fucks, he tryna lead some
Niggas know what happened ’bout 4-9 when he bleed
Fuck cuffin’ a hoe, my bro put niggas on the tee
Killing all the rats, I’m robbin’ all the robbers
I’m a real trap star from Vulture Island
Alright, don’t move wrong in this bitch, I’m finna shot some
Alright, the way he swing his dreads you think he rasta
Alright, the Trackhawk start sound like it fire
Alright, I’m cheating with my main hoe, right on side of me
Alright, yeah, yeah, lotta money, lotta cars, lotta drugs
Yeah, yeah, niggas talkin’, take his head clean off
Yeah-yeah, molly, molly, yeah-yeah molly water
Yeah-yeah, drug sex, yeah-yeah, fuck me harder
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah, shake that ass bitch, bleed how I bleed
I’m used to puttin’ bitches on they knees, nigga
She tryna throw a sign, then throw a V (Alright)
You tryna fuck a boss? Then fuck with me (Bitch)
Alright, I’m getting to that cheddar, to that cheese, nigga
Did a ten piece in the feds like he a chicken
Cover my face after we fuck, I don’t wanna kiss her
And tell the truth, I’m just a product of the trenches
Yeah, I spent a thousand on these sweats, I don’t even wanna take them off
I spent a thousand on this pussy, I think I’m gonna fuck her raw
This Burberry hoodie cost me a bag (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, I put her feelings in my lap, nigga
Yeah, I’m comin’ straight from out the trap nigga
Yeah, a piece cost twenty-eight
He played, this pussy lame
I’m used to, I’m used to, I’m so, tryna dodge a case
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
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