Xxxtracredit Rob $tone

[Intro]
Zaytoven
Yuh, yuh, yuh
Young mothafuckin' Rob $tone in this bitch God damn
Yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh
It's 1207 to the top boy

[Verse 1]
I see you tweeting, talking, but you acting phony
And nigga I don't need the clout
Don't need the cameras on me
You must've thought your mans was bad
You gassed up on him till I had to press the button
Press the gas and press up on him
This a warning
Don't come back to California
I won't even hit your shawty
My dick too expensive for her
I guess the question who got hits
'Cause you ain't lookin' for me
I sent all my hitters out to get ya
Ya'll some ten year old kids
Tweetin' like this "I'll fuck your mom little bitch"
Ski Mask you actin' like you wasn't on tour jealous of me
Flexin' on me, I told you don't test me homie
How your mans gon' leave you out here hangin'
You should question homie