CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Highway Robbery
B*t*h, this a highway robbery
Trick, all my 304s charge a fee
I be slick, if you think I'm f**kin' on this b*t*h
Capolow304 on Instagram, follow me
Aye, stepped in the game like, who dat?
Check 15 out that b*t*h, then I blew that (woo, woo)
Cause I been on the road for a month
I been smoking out the P
I ain't into matching blunts (aye, aye)
N***a you ain't never ran it up
12 in the morning, I be on the money hunt
Steak at Ruth Chris, spent $200 on a lunch
Bought a toy Bentley truck for my son turning 1
Aye, Mama told me stay up outta jail
But my PO don't wanna see me prevail
Free my cousin out that jail, he still fighting off a L
Stay solid in that jail, take the bread roll in his cell
Aye, just touched down and caused hell
Ain't get no mail when I was locked in that cell
Ain't nobody hold me down, everybody else fell
So Ima stack this money, middle fingers in the air (woo)
I keep 30 for whoever plotting (aye, aye)
Blue hunnids, stuffed in my pocket (aye)
I don't f**k with new n***as, gotta watch them
Plotting on his chain, like a cradle ima rock em (woo, woo)
Sucker duckin' and I'm dummy dodging
304 came with that bag, make deposits
Police on my a** and I know that they watchin'
But I can stop doin' kick-outs(?) and breaking pockets(?)
Aye, the whole damn family gotta eat
When it come to this money, I can never miss a beat
Without 10 toes, how you stand on yo feet?
Without 10 toes, how you cross all yo T's?
B*t*h, this a highway robbery
Trick, all my 304s charge a fee
I be slick, if you think I'm f**kin' on this b*t*h
Capolow304 on Instagram, follow me (aye)
Trick, all my 304s charge a fee
I be slick, if you think I'm f**kin' on this b*t*h
Capolow304 on Instagram, follow me
Aye, stepped in the game like, who dat?
Check 15 out that b*t*h, then I blew that (woo, woo)
Cause I been on the road for a month
I been smoking out the P
I ain't into matching blunts (aye, aye)
N***a you ain't never ran it up
12 in the morning, I be on the money hunt
Steak at Ruth Chris, spent $200 on a lunch
Bought a toy Bentley truck for my son turning 1
Aye, Mama told me stay up outta jail
But my PO don't wanna see me prevail
Free my cousin out that jail, he still fighting off a L
Stay solid in that jail, take the bread roll in his cell
Aye, just touched down and caused hell
Ain't get no mail when I was locked in that cell
Ain't nobody hold me down, everybody else fell
So Ima stack this money, middle fingers in the air (woo)
I keep 30 for whoever plotting (aye, aye)
Blue hunnids, stuffed in my pocket (aye)
I don't f**k with new n***as, gotta watch them
Plotting on his chain, like a cradle ima rock em (woo, woo)
Sucker duckin' and I'm dummy dodging
304 came with that bag, make deposits
Police on my a** and I know that they watchin'
But I can stop doin' kick-outs(?) and breaking pockets(?)
Aye, the whole damn family gotta eat
When it come to this money, I can never miss a beat
Without 10 toes, how you stand on yo feet?
Without 10 toes, how you cross all yo T's?
B*t*h, this a highway robbery
Trick, all my 304s charge a fee
I be slick, if you think I'm f**kin' on this b*t*h
Capolow304 on Instagram, follow me (aye)
