Rumble by The Posterz Lyrics
It's too extreme for them, they can't live their life that way
This muthafucker
Fucking back won't last
It's hard
Verse 1:
One time for the bloodline
Six piece for the
Come alive in the night, can't see in the dark no nigga like mine, no
Paper bag and a cup with a mic and a knife and a gun
Middle of the night, daquito
Red and blue lights in the cut, and the dust in the duffel
Have a line in my mind and I stay where my mind ain't enough
In and out of ? but they really ain't payin me enough
So no .. money ain't changing i ain't had enough
Deep in the jungle and. my stomach is rumblin started to huff for them hundreds and hundreds, we haunted but someone's with cousins he's drinking and scuffling fucking with bitches
Fuck all you niggas
No I'm not trusting em
No I'm not trusting them
Come at that major bitch
I don't play games with it
Look what you made me now look at my garment a slave... and scratches I came from the bottomless pit with the mosses feel marvelous all of them family moff i guess whoever gossipy off with his head off with the bread
(idk) (We don't play that)
(We don't play around)
(We don't play that)
(We don't play that)
(We don't play)
Verse 2:
Just touched down hit the ground running
Dropped the bag off, paper
I was in the trap car with no breaks
Live for the day hoppy brought a
I took my penny up with
Turn my penny to a pinky ring got a bitch with a booty like Peggy
I'm just tryna fuck against with a
Next thing, I ain't done it, I mean I got this thing named money, gotta get it by any means, yall mate mean muggin me I don't got time not for anything funny real spit
But if niggas wanna just get BL hope you're real quick
H-Q rock with the pist cos I'm real nigga be a real bitch
Ya know what i meaN?
Ladies vex better free
Now blacks locked up
Whole flex fucked up
Just a couple weeks ago I'ma got licked with a shotgun
But that's the last time a nigga got caught without one
Only true stories nigga wait a minute we ain't even finished slow it down
Ooh ooh oh my god, I just built the fuckin lot, ... wake the motherfuckin
Coppers on my third knee
Way too mothafuckin paid
Way too motherfucking wersh
I'm way too motherfucking great
I heard these mothafuckas lucky
Time to take a fucking bath
And you hoes ain't getting nothing
Nothing but the fuckin dick
Take the picture
It's like some ketchup
Hate the midget then the alpha what
Papas fuck, pourin up, I could do me I could fuck, fuck a rapper I could do me dig up one diamond
Girl the neck he wanna try ..
Pussy runnin pussy calm
Is he ready to make a calm with a nigga come and fuck with a nigga from the slum with the niggas in the
Nigga let me take a picture, huh catch ya slip i'll slap your bitch up, look
Heard you're richer than I ever what
Pos fuck pour one up like just do me i don't flaunt
This muthafucker
Fucking back won't last
It's hard
Verse 1:
One time for the bloodline
Six piece for the
Come alive in the night, can't see in the dark no nigga like mine, no
Paper bag and a cup with a mic and a knife and a gun
Middle of the night, daquito
Red and blue lights in the cut, and the dust in the duffel
Have a line in my mind and I stay where my mind ain't enough
In and out of ? but they really ain't payin me enough
So no .. money ain't changing i ain't had enough
Deep in the jungle and. my stomach is rumblin started to huff for them hundreds and hundreds, we haunted but someone's with cousins he's drinking and scuffling fucking with bitches
Fuck all you niggas
No I'm not trusting em
No I'm not trusting them
Come at that major bitch
I don't play games with it
Look what you made me now look at my garment a slave... and scratches I came from the bottomless pit with the mosses feel marvelous all of them family moff i guess whoever gossipy off with his head off with the bread
(idk) (We don't play that)
(We don't play around)
(We don't play that)
(We don't play that)
(We don't play)
Verse 2:
Just touched down hit the ground running
Dropped the bag off, paper
I was in the trap car with no breaks
Live for the day hoppy brought a
I took my penny up with
Turn my penny to a pinky ring got a bitch with a booty like Peggy
I'm just tryna fuck against with a
Next thing, I ain't done it, I mean I got this thing named money, gotta get it by any means, yall mate mean muggin me I don't got time not for anything funny real spit
But if niggas wanna just get BL hope you're real quick
H-Q rock with the pist cos I'm real nigga be a real bitch
Ya know what i meaN?
Ladies vex better free
Now blacks locked up
Whole flex fucked up
Just a couple weeks ago I'ma got licked with a shotgun
But that's the last time a nigga got caught without one
Only true stories nigga wait a minute we ain't even finished slow it down
Ooh ooh oh my god, I just built the fuckin lot, ... wake the motherfuckin
Coppers on my third knee
Way too mothafuckin paid
Way too motherfucking wersh
I'm way too motherfucking great
I heard these mothafuckas lucky
Time to take a fucking bath
And you hoes ain't getting nothing
Nothing but the fuckin dick
Take the picture
It's like some ketchup
Hate the midget then the alpha what
Papas fuck, pourin up, I could do me I could fuck, fuck a rapper I could do me dig up one diamond
Girl the neck he wanna try ..
Pussy runnin pussy calm
Is he ready to make a calm with a nigga come and fuck with a nigga from the slum with the niggas in the
Nigga let me take a picture, huh catch ya slip i'll slap your bitch up, look
Heard you're richer than I ever what
Pos fuck pour one up like just do me i don't flaunt