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Engrave It
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Robin Banks
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It's too true, facts separately so Uhhh-uh Work hard go get it your own Kevin Rolly Uh Using names for the clout, man you a buster And n***as trippin' on me 'bout his b*t*h, but nah I ain't touched her Whole time we in the studio she getting dogged out, yeah I f**ked her And most times keep that rubber on, I ain't tryna burn like Usher Most times keep that rubber on, get your head burst like a Gusher (Bap, Bap) I was only tryna make it Cut you off, can't hang with no fake sh*t I know you made it Count my earnings come and hop in the space ship Rumour, lies they be making I hate it All these bands wouldn't thought that I made it Is it in the stone? Uh I'm high like a drone (High like a drone) She won't leave me 'lone (Won't leave me 'lone) She just wanna bone, but I don't trust her so kiss [?] chrome (Mwah) She ringing my phone 11:11 she wish I was home (Home) But I'm on the road I gotta go get it, b*t*h I'm in my zone (Zone) Red cup in my hand, leave me alone I been thinking 'bout a plan Been too long, been caught in a jam Call up cro Banko let's run up the bands Let's run up these streams TT gang, yeah he know that we the team First on the scene, yeah we counting the green And still pray to God that I work on my D Using names for the clout, man you a buster And n***as trippin' on me 'bout his b*t*h, but nah I ain't touched her Whole time we in the studio she getting dogged out, yeah I f**ked her And most times keep that rubber on, I ain't tryna burn like Usher Most times keep that rubber on, get your head burst like a Gusher (Bap, Bap) I was only tryna make it Cut you off, can't hang with no fake sh*t I know you made it Count my earnings come and hop in the space ship Rumour, lies they be making I hate it All these bands wouldn't thought that I made it Is it in the stone? Yeah, I'm getting money forever I make it rain like the weather Need to keep you an umbrella I keep my a Beretta 'Cause I do not trust no soul No, no, no I can't go Engrave that sh*t in stone Then go buy me some zone I'm back and I'm better I know I did you wrong I'm sorry I do not know better Young, and I'm reckless Had money on my miles, chasing these b*t*hes and cheddar You know I'm sorry (sorry), this here just a note to self f**k all that bullsh*t get straight to the wealth f**k all that fake sh*t it's me and myself Using names for the clout, man you a buster And n***as trippin' on me 'bout his b*t*h, but nah I ain't touched her Whole time we in the studio she getting dogged out, yeah I f**ked her And most times keep that rubber on, I ain't tryna burn like Usher Most times keep that rubber on, get your head burst like a Gusher (Bap, Bap) I was only tryna make it Cut you off, can't hang with no fake sh*t I know you made it Count my earnings come and hop in the space ship Rumour, lies they be making I hate it All these bands wouldn't thought that I made it Is it in the stone? Yeah, is it in the stone, watch me engrave it
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