Lyrics On Dat - Rob Vicious

On Dat

Cuz I be on that fuck shit
All my friends is dead I can't trust shit
MC Hammer hangin' out my pants
You can't touch this
Pop it on the gram but he a pussy out in public
Shoot him from the cab and pay my lawyer with the budget

I been having shit since I was 20
Nigga fuck it
A bunch of green 20's pink 50's and blue hunnids
How this nigga hate me if his main bitch love me?
She just wanna hang
Smoke a lil weed and suck dick
Trap nigga
They ain't talkin' stacks then it's fuck it
Bag flippa
Try 'em with these packs up in the bucket
Rap nigga lyin' in his raps
Needa cut it
Don't be talkin' like you done it
Niggas dyin' for that fuck shit
My lil bro ain't shoppin' for no clothes
He want a drumstick
My bro just did a video on parole
Still tryna slump shit
And we ain't fallin' out over no hoes
Nigga we run shit
Slapped this dumb fuck
We gon get this money nigga what what
Took it out her pussy
Said she want it in her butt butt
Smokin' on this cookie
While I'm fuckin' up them gut guts
When I bust a nut I'm actin' funny
Get the fuck up
If you ain't tryna trap and make some money
Then shut the fuck up
You ain't talkin' money baby
I could give one fuck
No fucks
Til I get some money
Bet I won't fuck
Baby how the fuck you say you love me
If you don't suck
And bitch you bet' not tell them folks you fucked me

Cuz I be on that fuck shit (Ayy, ayy)
All my friends is dead I can't trust shit (Ayy, ayy)
MC Hammer hangin' out my pants
You can't touch this
Pop it on the gram but he a pussy out in public (He a pussy out in public)
Shoot him from the cab and pay my lawyer with the budget (Gang)

Wit yo dumb ass
Ayy
Lil Bitch I'm Rob Vicious
Hold on
Bitch I'm Rob Vicious!