Pretty Tony, 4TM Fru, YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Rod lyrics

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

I never did a jost, but I ain’t tryna go
But I done robbed some niggas of some
Weight and moved all kind of dope
But yet these niggas still talking gangster
Fuck you lyin' for?like tryin
Range with bangers
Pistols slangin at the counter
I’m most around them Scotland babies
Bitch you know I’m from that O
Catch a nigga slippin' and relapse
I did that for the four
I still ain’t on my shit, but on my shit mine
Who I’m grinding for
Bodies losing patience so it’s time to score
Fuck who flexing, hold my bitch down
And it’s fuck my exes up
Bro with it then it’s hectic
Bitch you better not disrespect me
Catch it or I’ll intercept it
Light up a nigga section
Your girl in love with our music
But get more dick than blessings
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

I just be thuggin and shit
I just be thuggin and shit
Me and my brother and shit
We came out the gutter and shit
We got different mother and shit
But that’s still my brother and shit
Yeah I’m talkin' bout jit
Stack the profit don’t switch
We just tryna get rich so we stay with a gat
When we servin this pack
Nigga might try to jack
Can’t let that happen click clack get back
Stay real spit facts stay silent don’t rat
Always keep it trill 100 to a mill
Kick game stay ill stay smoking on the ill
I don’t know what it is
Niggas won’t keep it real
So I stay with my steel
I gotta keep it for real
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

So when it rolls we gon pull up
In two cars, just like the mop
We pulled up strapped up with them
Rods, I be with them hittas, got
Lil joe up in da car
Nigga play gon knock em off then shoot back
To br, in the studio with 4TM
We in this bitch going hard
You can catch me with
My gang, fuck you and yo squad
Shit how far would you go, cause with
This beef shit I’ll go far, if we
Catch em no we don’t spam, we gon
Burn him in his bars, if we spot
Em then we got em yeah, ain’t
No running from them choppas yeah, hop out
The whip and chase him down
Then put a nigga under yeah

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod

Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod
Fucking with my clique and you get robbed
Shit I’m chillin' with yo bitch
And she a thot
Don’t make me pop the trunk to get my rod
I ain’t worried 'bout no niggas, got my rod