Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whitney & Bobby, artist - Lilcj kasinoDate of issue: 26.04.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Whitney & Bobby |
| Planet of the ape shit nigga |
| Y’all know what the fuck going on |
| Don’t wanna talk 'less it’s 'bout a deposit |
| We handle our business don’t speak on them body |
| I probably got 'bout a mil in my closet |
| I really go fuck on? |
| for a hobby |
| Dressing all black like Batman and go robbing |
| The last nigga tried me we smoke him like? |
| Takedown the plug nigga thought we was shopping |
| My young nigga itching to knock off your noggin |
| Came from the hood serving Whitney and Bobby |
| You can’t trust him 'cause that young nigga grimey |
| I’m still on the block like? |
| That fuck nigga lying if he say he can’t find me |
| Run up them racks and go cash out on diamonds |
| Ain’t wasting no time, I wanna bust down my time piece |
| I hit the trap with that pack now that young nigga pockets |
| Be filled up with paper like bonders (Drip)(Ooh-wee) |
| I’m really breaking these bitches for million |
| I’m not sure if this year I might make a billion (Mhm) |
| I’m overseas with a bitch that’s Brazillian |
| I’m still? |
| can’t catch me I’m brilliant (Mhm) |
| I just went bought me some jewelry, three pieces |
| That was a cool million I ain’t even feel it |
| Who made these bitch niggas flyer than Huston? |
| (Ooh shit) |
| Can’t ride in your car (Again) |
| Can’t fuck with your broads (Again) |
| Ain’t no posting up at the store with your dogs (Again) |
| Splash up and shoot y’all (Again) |
| It don’t matter what hood you at imma call (Again) |
| We hitting through walls (Again) |
| Ain’t no waving white flags boy we gon' ball (Again) |
| We waiting on y’all (To spin) |
| We got too many chops, try to slide on this block |
| A fuck nigga gon' die nine times out of ten |
| I’m still in the pot nigga whipping up jock |
| We mixing and cooking up fish with no fins |
| We got about a hundred 'sum shots in this Benz |
| Nigga play with my money I’m dropping my? |
| The fuck was you thinking boy you will get |
| Wrapped like a mummy for all the 'lil guap in my pants |
| That young nigga popping, ain’t need no advance |
| These lil niggas copy me like they my kids |
| You don’t get no dollars so make it make sense |
| Got everybody rocking with us who make? |
| I’m sipping on wok and no? |
| I know I got all my opp niggas pissed |
| That young nigga ball like he play for the Knicks |
| He be passing the ball and be making assists |
| Don’t wanna talk 'less it’s 'bout a deposit |
| We handle our business don’t speak on them body |
| I probably got 'bout a mil in my closet |
| I really go fuck on? |
| for a hobby |
| Dressing all black like Batman and go robbing |
| The last nigga tried me we smoke him like? |
| Takedown the plug nigga thought we was shopping |
| My young nigga itching to knock off your noggin |
| Came from the hood serving Whitney and Bobby |
| You can’t trust him 'cause that young nigga grimey |
| I’m still on the block like? |
| That fuck nigga lying if he say he can’t find me |
| Run up them racks and go cash out on diamonds |
| Ain’t wasting no time, I wanna bust down my time |
| I hit the trap with that pack now that young nigga pockets |
| Be filled up with paper like bonders (Drip)(Ooh-wee) |
| Just got a AR15 |
| Take this shit to the moon bitch we going far |
| I got the judge just like Law and Order |
| Used to hold up that? |
| just like Shawn Carter |
| In that stingray like I put my car in water (Skrtt) |
| I call the plays I’m a godfather |
| I make them lil niggas slide like this hardball |
| Swing that stick just like a bat |
| Got no less than fifty when I’m in that? |
| ? |
| I’ve been pressure big steppa like Shaq |
| ? |
| speak out a accent, we don’t kick shit on a accident |
| Dance with my stick like I’m African |
| All this ice on me bitch I’m a avalanche |
| Don’t wanna talk 'less it’s 'bout a deposit |
| We handle our business don’t speak on them body |
| I probably got 'bout a mil in my closet |
| I really go fuck on? |
| for a hobby |
| Dressing all black like Batman and go robbing |
| The last nigga tried me we smoke him like? |
| Takedown the plug nigga thought we was shopping |
| My young nigga itching to knock off your noggin |
| Came from the hood serving Whitney and Bobby |
| You can’t trust him 'cause that young nigga grimey |
| I’m still on the block like? |
| That fuck nigga lying if he say he can’t find me |
| Run up them racks and go cash out on diamonds |
| Ain’t wasting no time, I wanna bust down my time piece |
| I hit the trap with that pack now that young nigga pockets |
| Be filled up with paper like bonders (Drip)(Ooh-wee) |