Robbers Trappers Killers

[Intro]
Uh, oh oh oh, bitch
74421, yea mm
Do you hear me
Ion even no mo

[ FMB Longmoney ]
You Know, It’s Long
Your bitch want to work it, but I do not exercise
Crazy mad women don’t get extra guys, I made the news and I got criticized
Supposed to been dead but the shooter a blind
FMB walking they all recognize, Mug me I bet ya like give me the *Martin*
I fucked the mind outa bitch Hypnotize every time we fuck she catching butterflies (no rye)
No run from no niggas that they down to catch a life sentеnce
Hop in the car with a Glock and a menacе
I hang with robbers, trappers, and killers and plus I’m a shooter just like Reggie Miller

Bitch I’m a fool when im shooting the pistol
She just took the boy on a Sunday, you kissed her
No I can’t chill if it you ain’t beneficial, and that bitch a dime but she ain’t got a nickel
She broke, I need that bread by the loaf, you know what I do to a hoe
Fuck and pass to my bro
(My bro bro)

Feeling like fo time, just bought four nines, see an opp hit him, we fold him
Fuck niggas just got the drop on like four opps, I gave them like four niggas to go

If the pussy good I might nut in in (ohh)
Yea for sure I go nuts in it
Niggas mad, they can not fuck wit me, see them in person, like nigga what’s up wit it
Sometimes I wish I that wasn’t the rapper
I’m not a rapper, lil bitch I’m a factor
I make a call, I make everything happen
*Really quick* from trappin, aye from me I’m taxing

I got a plug on the south, and I got agency on the north
Get a nigga killed out for the mouth, but I rather show a nigga what I’m all about, look
I told my nigga sit in the front so you would put the bitch in the back seat
I fuck from the front and fuck from the back, had a lil bitch running like a track meet
Drop a opp like we put him on dead pills, take shit from who, boy you win that stealth
I probably shot like 3 niggas last year, play with long money boy this is your last year, to live

[Stunna 4 Vegas]
Bitch I give a fuck how it feel, for real, my lil nigga ready to *driff*
I ain’t chasing no bitch, I’m tryna run up a mill
He played and got beat like Emmet, he say he got bodies, but I don’t know who you killed
He big four, I just popped two pills, my boy tryna scope, know who dreams, he tryna work on his shoot skills
(Come here)
She eat it up,put Chanel’s on _____ , they stealing my style, tryna copy my blueprint (fuck)
I know these niggas influence, I take them to school just like they my students
But fuck it I’m charging for classes
(Clarity)
Hold my diamonds clearer than glasses
(Ice)
I put him in a box like cashes clay, im tryn turnt your nigga into ashes
I ain’t fucking if she ain’t the baddest ( in the room)
I told that lil hoe I got status, I ain’t nothin like your average,rapper, we slam on shit when it’s static
(Bitch)
We scoot up, you better lace your boots up, I count up like scooter, I made it out I knew how to maneuver
( uh uh uh )
I keep my pole tucked, my man caught an opp he froze up, nigga touched me it’s going down in this bitch, imma swing this hoe till it’s over