Rob Me a Bitch - Lil Corb

Jumpin up out the steamer

Lookin meaner than a mad man

Cockin the Glock

Makin a stain

Dividends mane

Hoppin out with the infrared

Took his cheese

Left him dead

Body was rotten

Body was stankin

Body feelin kinda numb

Demons in my fuckin soul

Splurgin niggas ridin clean

I will creep on your ass

Time to break your fuckin face

Wrap a rope around your throat

And then I leave no fuckin trace

Rob me a bitch

Rob me a bitch

Ho you got me fucked up cuz I’m all about my hustle trick

My pockets kinda lonely

Hot sauce on me

I can’t take this shit

Skitzo

I want bizzo I just stain a bitch

A major hit is what I need to put myself right back on top

I think I got my mane

Quickly cockin back my fuckin Glock

I done caught me a lemon slippin

Hit him

Stick him

Flip him for his yay

Daze him with the gage

Buckshot spray in case hes in my face

Sellin yo dope

Drop it off quick or be countin your z

Never plead

I don’t?

Smile for this infrared flash

From a yard

From a foot

From a mile

Or even inches

Skitzo gonna always keep a lookout for you splurging bitches

Hustlin since the age of 12

Might as well collect your meal

If I see you splurgin bitch

Best believe you gon get jacked

Just like that

Nigga comin clean with them oxy vogs

Either way I still get paid

Lay it down on the ground

Or on the ground you gon lay

Skitzo can’t be stuck in all this poverty

Until I hit the lottery

I keep commit this robbery

Rob me a bitch

Rob me a bitch

Ho you got me fucked up cuz I’m all about my hustle trick

Where the cash at?

Where the stash at?

Before you get your grave dug by the main thug