Vulture Island Lyrics – Rob49
Yeah
I got Erv in this ***, real ninth ward ***
Vulture Island
If you know, you know
Yeah, you wan’ tell somebody business?
Tell them how you let me ***
I don’t wanna hear ’bout none of your business
Ain’t no Glock involved
My mind so *** up, I see murders chillin’ in the park
Talk on the net, I’ll make my vulture go and flat his heart
Real stepper, he got six toes, he a creature
Project everyday, he don’t give no ***, he tryna lead some
Niggas know what happened ’bout 4-9 when he bleed
*** cuffin’ a ***, my bro put niggas on the tee
Killing all the rats, I’m robbin’ all the robbers
I’m a real trap star from Vulture Island
Alright, don’t move wrong in this ***, I’m finna shot some
Alright, the way he swing his dreads you think he rasta
Alright, the Trackhawk start sound like it fire
Alright, I’m cheating with my main ***, right on side of me
Alright, yeah, yeah, lotta money, lotta cars, lotta drugs
Yeah, yeah, niggas talkin’, take his head clean off
Yeah-yeah, molly, molly, yeah-yeah molly water
Yeah-yeah, drug ***, yeah-yeah, *** me harder
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah, yeah
Yeah, shake that ass ***, bleed how I bleed
I’m used to puttin’ *** on they knees, ***
She tryna throw a sign, then throw a V (Alright)
You tryna *** a boss? Then *** with me (***)
Alright, I’m getting to that cheddar, to that cheese, ***
Did a ten piece in the feds like he a chicken
Cover my face after we ***, I don’t wanna kiss her
And tell the truth, I’m just a product of the trenches
Yeah, I spent a thousand on these sweats, I don’t even wanna take them off
I spent a thousand on this ***, I think I’m gonna *** her raw
This Burberry hoodie cost me a bag (Yeah-yeah)
Yeah, I put her feelings in my lap, ***
Yeah, I’m comin’ straight from out the trap ***
Yeah, a piece cost twenty-eight
He played, this *** lame
I’m used to, I’m used to, I’m so, tryna dodge a case
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
Make that ass clap
