Lyrics

Bad b call me Costa Hit from the back She said i'm a monster Stuck to the wall like a poster On the streets Everybody knows who dah ganster Don't treat me like your daughter or sister Learn to see me as a brother Just wait till we conquer Give em tricks like Harry Porter Harry Porter, Porter Porter Porter MOB (MOB) Money over bitches (money over bitches) Bend your knee(bend your knee) Don't be stupid(don't be stupid) R2bees (r2bees) Refuse to be broke (refuse to be broke) MOB (Bee) Bend your knee (Knee) R2bees (Bees) Refuse to be broke Refuse to be broke MOB (Bee) Bend your knee (Knee) R2bees (Bees) Refuse to be broke Refuse to be broke Bad b call me Costa Hit from the back She said i'm a monster Stuck to the wall like a poster on the streets Everybody knows who i'm ganster Don't treat me like your daughter or sister Learn to see me as a brother Just wait till we conquer Give em tricks like Harry Porter My girl know i gah bitches I swear that man can't snitch us She knows that i gah stiches But loves it when i slide in Two bad b's in the kitchen And Pengtin gah Jeffrey stressing But shawty loves ma dressing Dem boys can't even snitch us Twenty four seven we be balling non stop I lost the farm but not the crops Off-white you like Virgil Abloh I share my bread like Santa Clause Said we don't talk but i smash her twice I smash her twice she can't deny Living this life like we never gon die 9 by 5, 45 Broke boys outchea making hits now Mom saw me and said boy i'm proud Guess i was lost but now i'm found Heading to the top never coming down Heading to the top never coming down Guess i was lost but now i'm found Mom saw me and said boy boy boy i'm proud Young black boy like r2bees We refuse to be broke that's MOB Taken ma shots no one can see Gon tell ya girl to bend her knee MOB Bend ya knee Wo girl no y3 bitch aa we no go dii Telling ma bros everything gon bee We go be alright We go win ma G MOB Bend Ya Knee R2bees Refuse to be broke,refuse to be broke MOB Bend Ya Knee R2bees Refuse to be broke,refuse to be broke Refuse to be broke I was down feeling choked They didn't know our struggle Mmer3 aa nay3 da f3m no naa They didn't know We getting the money We buying a brand new ghost Rose It will rain that day I will have it I will praise The lord Whoa! We trana eat more We invest we do it We landed ashore She Trana fuck me I pull up my dross Mene akatafoc will pull up Like gods False We pull up We hop in aventador We trap we shoot Endless scores
Writer(s): Kenneth Tullis Jr Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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