Rob Your Ass

(DJ Swift on the beat, CashMoneyAP)
(Mook On The Beats)
Ayy, I come from the Nawfside
You heard me? (yeah)
Whole lot of killin' whole lot of, you know
Burglary and all that shit

Turn up
I ran it up without a plan and I told em'
Follow me I know a way to get that bag
I was runnin' through the North
I hit a lick without my mans
Plus I bust a nigga ass
Don't give a fuck he throw a flag (Hold up)
Try to run I blow a hole through yo' ass
I was stolo ridin' foreign with
My son in a Jag
I was fuckin' on lil' shawty
Bare skin with no mask
I be on some other shit
My mind still in the past
I'm so grimey that I'm
Slime, you could slatt, i wipe yo ass
Im conniving
I could know you and I'll still rob yo' ass
When them niggas robbed lil' Ben
I had to run down with that mask
Like come here, lil' bitch don't move
You make a sound, I let it blast (R-r-ra)

Lil' shawty schemin'
I ain't fallin' for that ain't go to school
All by myself run me yo' shit for that flag
I got my second million dollars
I'll never look back
I give my youngin' 20 thousand for
To come where you at
And I'm still YoungBoy, YB
Money in my pocket molly in my body
I can't sell no drugs, I ran it up
I came out the socket
I can't save my money, if I want it
I pull up to buy it
30 in my stick and I just
Put a hundred in my trousers

I be actin' slow, I'm playin' dumb
They think I got a problem
I don't give affection or attention
Just to hide my problems
Say she wanna fuck me, that ain't right
She go out with my partner
I can't trust a hoe or anybody
I don't like my momma
Pull up to the projects, they be watchin'
They like how I'm wildin'
I won't tell a thing
He say my name and he forever silent
Pull up with some money and narcotics
Drugs in my pocket
Sit up in that cell and do my day up
I ain't ever stoppin' walk up on that stage
I still got cases pending
I used to really think I couldn't
Till the time I did it
I just want love from out that bitch
And she just want my business
Jump in that Maybach with my stick
YB released from prison hate don't love
Focus with my head on so blessed, came up
And I'm still livin' wrong

I look the devil in his eyes like the reaper
I been betrayded plenty times
It's to the point I don't need her
My momma still get on my ass
'cause I be totin' that heater
I cut the ones of who don't
Matter and go hard, fool, i needa'

They told me "Start a business"
I go to Joe to start a corporation
Cut my nigga off behind that money
I don't wanna face it kameron wasn't mine
But God done blessed with another baby
Pull up right on time
I tote that 9 so they won't take my placement
Test me, money talk like raven
Let her send a message
Kill a nigga, I look real suspicious
I don't do no flexin'
Eat the jection', you know I be steppin'
Racks off, lethal weapon
Through yo' section, ridin' with a carbon
Shoot from out the Lexus
I want every city, and I can
Make that work lock up from out of Texas
And it can
Table spoon with that bakin' soda, it turn 10
Spend my money movin' through the coast up
Watch it land

I know them niggas pussy, kill em'
Its another charge
Instagram they tellin' all the business
I just think it's fraud
RIP a nigga ass without swingin'
Really think I'm Floyd
Run up on me, suicidal dreamin'
Uppin' with that rod

Now turn up
I ran it up without a plan and I told em'
Follow me I know a way to get that bag
I was runnin' through that North
I hit a lick without my mans
Quick to bust a nigga ass
Don't give a fuck he throw a flag (Pow)
Try to run I blow a hole through your ass
I was stolo ridin' foreign with
My son in a Jag
I was fuckin' on lil' shawty
Bare skin with no mask
I be on some other shit
My mind still in the past
I'm so grimey that I'm
Slime, you could slatt, i wipe yo ass
Im conniving, I could know you
I'll still rob yo' ass
When them niggas robbed lil' Ben
I had to run down with that mask
Like come here, lil' bitch don't move
You make a sound, I let it blast (Slime)

Youngboy YB, money in my pocket
Molly in my body hundred thousand
I don't give affection or attention
Just to hide my problems i don't know nobody