Izaya Tiji
Gobble (Snippet)
[Intro]
Mm, [?]
Mm-mm, uh
Uh-uh-uh
[Verse]
A lot of hoes baby girl don’t trip
Got a lot of enemies, keep yo' pole still
Brought my M4 in a M3 and it got green tips
I wanna be like rockefeller I got blue strips
She so wet I got that hoe turned to a cruise ship
This lil' drank so dirty, got you drunk off 2 sips
Why you brandishing yo fye, won’t bust it
Guess I got a new FN
Take her to the store to get a new dress, we tryna get [?]
I just hopped in something foreign, I don't know what it is, I'm fucked up
I got a bitch that love me, suck my dick until the sun come up
And I couldn't be no dummy, I'on know what it is, can’t do no Puff Puff
If I find out a n***a tried to lace my shit he’ll get punched up
Ayy, if you walk in hеre you hear a pump, yuh
If you ain’t gettin no monеy, I gotta shun ya'
Watching over my sis, foo', I might drum ya'
Zay-Way cold in this bitch like I’m a tundra
She keep tryna talk, I’m deep in her tonsils
I know that I’ll never fuck no Bronx ho (Flrrr)
Organs hurting, I won’t hear no doctor, uh-uh
Cause the Money keeping me alive, yeah, yeah
Mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
Cause the Music makin' me survive, I'm like, uh-uh
Get to poppin' this might burn you like some fries
And I need my shit sucked sloppy bitch ion play about my Top
That bitch creaming and she squirting and it got all on my locs
I might look weird to y'all n***as but I pull all of y'all thots
Broke ass hating n***a, laugh emoji on him in real life
I’m too sharp, ya' bitch had let me cut into her like a knife
I might hit you in yo' lungs, gobble-labble, labble
I don't even know hot to say that shit
Bro got to bussin', couldn’t take the lick
Get yo' lawyer, bust yo ass you try to say shit
Bro gunned 'em, they got chop cause that’s a fake blick
[?]
I gotta take these n***as away
When it come to these hoes I gotta slay
When it come to these n***as, get my revenge
That girl so beautiful could give her a 10
Ain’t got no money but keep a band
Ain’t got no money and that is a sin
I'm gettin' close to 7-Ele'-m
I gotta clutch when I'm checkin' the mail
You had a [?]
[?] we cannot fail, yeah
Police behind us, adrenaline, we cannot bail
[?] settle beef [?]
Police ass n***a, no you can’t come and chill
Only a matter of time until young n***a get put in just like [?]
Wanna OD off my scripts
Swear I got PTSD, I’m outside I’m anxious, got me by my Lyft
Don’t run up, you get shot right in yo' pancreas, don’t wanna see this
I won’t wanna see this