Think Ima Rob My Connect

Think Ima Rob My Connect Lyrics

(Hook)
Think I run anotha street
Lil nigga, ain't gettin' that back
Butt up on me, I'mma hit 'im wit the gack
Pack plack, slap slap
Nigga take all of the prison
Nigga take ova the street
I hope ya know we don't f**k around unda the bodies
I run off all mean
I ain't lyin', I ain't lyin', I ain't lyin'

I'mma blurr my ?
Big b**ch with me, her nails blue
So I went and bought the b**ch fine red shoe
And I'mma train the b**ch to rain off with the pills
And the suz, and the weed and the lean and the money-yade
Lil mommy learn that no cost,... no cost, no cost, no buss
Run off while I pull in insertible
I ain't scarred neither, I been bustin' cherries
All the rope down the motor-way
Took half of it to the photo-shoot
My bunny is ... oooh

(Hook)
Think I'mma rob my connect (run it)
Oh, get the money, get the money, get the loot
Tell em get the yayo too
sh*t on my yung niggas all soon
And I sell lil niggas all thru

(Verse 2)
I sell lil niggas all thru, lil niggas that are said to do
Pan fitter, game snub, I do
Since the racks on racks they do it for the due, fo nothin
They do it fo nothin, do it fo nothin, they ain't see me comin'
According to plan, we mashed up ? and we kick you the f**k up
Flipped it, backed out, I noticed spout my eyes closed
Got a foreign b**ch in the foreign
Gimme the rundown, ye ain't even know it
Found a burner and you couldn't get chew it
I meet in port, I got export
I got transports, to ? sports, to good sport and long sport
All my ins just like the homie, had a bad baby mom, was golden
Get evil like the omen, the burners, I'm a show man
I'm a show man, this that shout, this that shout
This fo sure, all duct tape and blindfold
And gagged up, it's yo fault

(Hook)
Think I'mma rob my connect (run it)
Oh, get the money, get the money, get the loot
Tell em get the yayo too
sh*t on my yung niggas all soon
And I sell lil niggas all thru