Top Songs By Rob Apollo
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rob Apollo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kendall Hall
Lyrics
Jake Rozay
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
rozaynotrose
Producer
Lyrics
Pretty boy I'm big hot
In the same fit that my bitch got
Real blood in my wrist watch
I'm a rich thot and my bitch goth
Don't call them bitch bro
I like rich hoes and bimbos
Sushi date cost ya whole rent
**** know my name at the Inyo
If a **** dissin' me
Then you know I take his bitch
And if a bitch dissin' me
Then my brother take her nig
I got real bi shooters
Think that's why they love the switch
Spin yo block you gettin' hit
I broke my shoulder from the kick
Picture perfect family
We took it from that ****
Hold him from the ankles drop his wallet
Shook it from that ****
We on some cartoon violence
Drop an anvil on a ****
If you heard the talk before we spin
They'd cancel all my ****
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
Open it up put a truck in that bitch
They get security tucked in that bitch
She needed pills I'm pluggin' that bitch
She with her friend I'm pluckin' that bitch
Bro caught a case now he stuck with that bitch
I got a stick in the cut with that bitch
I stay on the list never stuck in that bitch
She got a fat ass and she chuckin' that bitch
My ex in this hoe I'm duckin' that bitch
I'm drivin' I'm drivin' I'm shuckin' that bitch
If I take her home I'm sluttin' that bitch
If her friend look good I'm cuckin' that bitch
She / they, she / they, she / they, she / they
She / they, she / they, she / they, she / they
She / they, she / they, she / they, she / they
Right pronouns when I'm fuckin' that bitch
Bang
Know my shooter came when he rang
Pull up in the range and the wrist on johnny dang
I walk up in Atlantic bitch I need 100 grand
Baby my life full of pain, pain, pain
Bang
Know my shooter came when he rang
Pull up in the range and the wrist on johnny dang
I walk up in Atlantic bitch I need 100 grand
Baby my life full of pain, pain, pain
Monkey nuts all on the chop
I chop a **** down on his block
Never seen a **** shootin' in a crop
I see the opps I turn 'em slop
He need a coupe I drop his top
Come to my hood we chop a lot
Lied in his songs said his block is hot
We seen his block his block his not
My fans mad I'm problematic
I say every slur except for [censored]
New coupe and I'm really crashin'
Doing deliveries all day but we ain't Doordashin'
Shit we got take more passion
Shit we got take more stashin'
Shit we got take more action
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
Know they don't know me
No they don't know me
My ex in this hoe I'm duckin' that bitch
I'm drivin' I'm drivin' I'm shuckin' that bitch
If I take her home I'm sluttin' that bitch
If her friend look good I'm cuckin' that bitch
She / they, she / they, she / they, she / they
She / they, she / they, she / they, she / they
She / they, she / they, she / they, she / they
Right pronouns when I'm fuckin' that bitch
Written by: Jake Rozay, Kendall Hall