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Robbie K Video (MV)




Performed By: Jair
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: Jair Golden




Jair - Robbie K Lyrics
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Aye
You know how I'm stepping
Don't be yapping on no phone bitch what yo problem
We ain't gotta talk bout trynna get'em know we got'em
Money green cheese cash bands f*ck who popping
You know how I'm coming
Quit playing nigga stop it
I ain't took no breaks I been gassin I been riding
They know not to question ain't no flexing in my bopping
Hellcatty fish tailing swerving outta magic
You know I'm steppin
Ayeeee
Misterrrrr
Black and yellow pittsburg
Take yo bitch like this her
Counting till my wrist hurt
Gotta teach her manners she like can I get a kiss sir
Hate to make my lips work
6 freak twister
Baby why you distant
Neiman Marc fleece wit the cross like I'm Christian
All white in the dark just a spark couple pics in
Said her mother white father dark oh you mixed then
First they pick you up then got yo nigga oh you snitch then
Had to shut the party down it's some sticks in
Nother 5 onna fit and I just spent ten
Popping percky's while he drivin make the Vic spin
Add another Vv f*ck round make the wrist bend Niggas chose buzz over base
Crumbs over cake get these bums out my face
Tapping on the gas don't be dumb nigga race
Coming out his space
Goldgod
Aye
You know how I'm stepping
Don't be yapping on no phone bitch what yo problem
We ain't gotta talk bout trynna get'em know we got'em
Money green cheese cash bands f*ck who popping
You know how I'm coming
Quit playing nigga stop it
I ain't took no breaks I been gassin I been riding
They know not to question ain't no flexing in my bopping
Hellcatty fish tailing swerving outta magic
You know I'm steppin
Ja just hit his bitch ran off wit the sack yeah the fastway
Im in meetings trynna make this money grow the grass way
I'm the new Shaquille hit the rim make the glass break
12 say the car was clean we all know the tags ain't
Graduated street smarts
We don't get no glass rang
Pull up on me one piece
Hit her make her lash hang
Real dirty dime shit
They don't get no last name
All I do is shoot shots
I don't got no pass game
Scars on my heart falling in love
Niggas overdosed at night from all them drugs
In the morning I got coffee nomo f*cks
Yo shit solid when you got it out the mud
Aye
You know how I'm stepping
Don't be yapping on no phone bitch what yo problem
We ain't gotta talk bout trynna get'em know we got'em
Money green cheese cash bands f*ck who popping
You know how I'm coming
Quit playing nigga stop it
I ain't took no breaks I been gassin I been riding
They know not to question ain't no flexing in my bopping
Hellcatty fish tailing swerving outta magic
You know I'm steppin
Ayeeee
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Aye
You know how I'm stepping
Don't be yapping on no phone bitch what yo problem
We ain't gotta talk bout trynna get'em know we got'em
Money green cheese cash bands f*ck who popping
You know how I'm coming
Quit playing nigga stop it
I ain't took no breaks I been gassin I been riding
They know not to question ain't no flexing in my bopping
Hellcatty fish tailing swerving outta magic
You know I'm steppin
Ayeeee
Misterrrrr
Black and yellow pittsburg
Take yo bitch like this her
Counting till my wrist hurt
Gotta teach her manners she like can I get a kiss sir
Hate to make my lips work
6 freak twister
Baby why you distant
Neiman Marc fleece wit the cross like I'm Christian
All white in the dark just a spark couple pics in
Said her mother white father dark oh you mixed then
First they pick you up then got yo nigga oh you snitch then
Had to shut the party down it's some sticks in
Nother 5 onna fit and I just spent ten
Popping percky's while he drivin make the Vic spin
Add another Vv f*ck round make the wrist bend Niggas chose buzz over base
Crumbs over cake get these bums out my face
Tapping on the gas don't be dumb nigga race
Coming out his space
Goldgod
Aye
You know how I'm stepping
Don't be yapping on no phone bitch what yo problem
We ain't gotta talk bout trynna get'em know we got'em
Money green cheese cash bands f*ck who popping
You know how I'm coming
Quit playing nigga stop it
I ain't took no breaks I been gassin I been riding
They know not to question ain't no flexing in my bopping
Hellcatty fish tailing swerving outta magic
You know I'm steppin
Ja just hit his bitch ran off wit the sack yeah the fastway
Im in meetings trynna make this money grow the grass way
I'm the new Shaquille hit the rim make the glass break
12 say the car was clean we all know the tags ain't
Graduated street smarts
We don't get no glass rang
Pull up on me one piece
Hit her make her lash hang
Real dirty dime shit
They don't get no last name
All I do is shoot shots
I don't got no pass game
Scars on my heart falling in love
Niggas overdosed at night from all them drugs
In the morning I got coffee nomo f*cks
Yo shit solid when you got it out the mud
Aye
You know how I'm stepping
Don't be yapping on no phone bitch what yo problem
We ain't gotta talk bout trynna get'em know we got'em
Money green cheese cash bands f*ck who popping
You know how I'm coming
Quit playing nigga stop it
I ain't took no breaks I been gassin I been riding
They know not to question ain't no flexing in my bopping
Hellcatty fish tailing swerving outta magic
You know I'm steppin
Ayeeee
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Writer: Jair Golden
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