Lemon Grove (feat. Malik Burgers) - Rob $tone

Young Rob $tone up in this bitch, nigga I just gotta let y'all niggas know I got my brother, Baby Burgers up in this mother fucker God damn To the top, boy Holy Grail, you watch your bitch 'cause I got hoes for sale Going well, yo, I'm on my shit so I be doing well (to the top, boy) Story tails, you'll tell the cops look boy I know you will I'm burning down the bridge now I got my brothers but you hope we fail Please don't make me have to fuck your day up Switching lanes and then I double up We ain't the same and you ain't one of us I ain't worried bout none of ya These niggas lame and you know When I come back and show up with That we ain't the ones to be fucking with Smoke if you wan't a bitch, you know we want none you both '96 Cadillac coupe Riding around tryna cool and your bitch know she choosing Lovin' on you but she fuck with the group I can't fuck with no bitch if she's stupid You know how we do it This shit is easy like signing to Ruthless And not that many can relate This for the days when I promised that we'll see better days That nigga a heavy weight Fix the game, you ain't gotta hate Pussy nigga, you was in my way Pussy nigga, you could not relate You ain't even in my spot today Woke up feeling like the man Then I walked up in the mirror I said: Damn, you that nigga Then my mirror said: Same You ain't even in my lane You could never say I changed You ain't fucking with the gang I can't forget where I came Bet they gon' know all my name Bet they gon' know where I came Can't throw no dirt on my name Bet they gon' know all my name Holy Grail, you watch your bitch 'cause I got hoes for sale Going well, I'm on my shit so I be doing well (to the top, boy) Story tails, you'll tell the cops look boy I know you will I'm burning down the bridge now I got my brothers but you hope we fail Nigga tell me who wanted with me Cop a gram nigga you ain't really wanted with me I pull up hop out leave blood on the scene I pour up pass out then I'm up for the week About it, getting guala that's double the g Gucci belt look great that's double the g I pull up need cash ain't none for free Let's love my style but I thug and ya get it About it, yung Rob off the block now Getting pack for the way that I pop out In a way that's a fade, that's a knock out Yeah I paid for the whip on a rock now, stop now Y'all niggas need to stop now, shit How you turn in to a op now? Bitch Every morning check accounts now In my breaks in the way when I type now pipe down Holy Grail, you watch your bitch 'cause I got hoes for sale (to the top, boy) Going well, I'm on my shit so I be doing well (to the top, boy) Story tails, you'll tell the cops look boy I know you will I'm burning down the bridge now I got my brothers but you hope we fail