Bobby Riiot - WHATS DA DEAL? (feat. LIFEOFTHOM) Lyrics

Stretching the
Work call me luffy
Kicking tds with my dog
Like Hong Kong fuey
Smoking top shelf
Roll a loose leaf
From the boondocks
I be preaching like Huey

But f*ck all that bull shit
My bitch is a cutie
I rub on her booty
Then dance in her coochie
They acting like a groupies
We stay by a toolie
And shoot like a movie
Then rap shit like kool G

Aura is 6 foot 7
My frequency tune chi
I came for the blue cheese
Then dip like some sushi
This Family business
Won't break like the fugees
All my friends dead
Got me feeling like uzi
You poppin them pressies
That boy feeling woosey
He still off the juice? tell that
Boy drink a smoothie

I Live by my truth
So you never could fool me

Mark of the beast
And this shit getting spooky

This Orwellian film was
Shot in a dark city not Brazil
And it's starring the goonies
Hold on
And they got the same plot just
We Tryna get rich off pills

Supply and demand
Got the fiends looking loooney
Damn
I tried to tell Titi to chill
I tried to tell Titi to chill

New plug Muslim
Work smacking they kufis
Whenever I see him
Straight blue hunnid bills

We sampling classics
I hope they don't sue me
I'm tryna buy my mom
A house on the hills

Back in the trap
And we taxing a goofy
We served him ass
Tussin he thought it was sealed

Bitch I'm too high in the
Sky I might lose me
This bitch tryna find
Me I'm still in the field

Trippin off acid
3 tabs of the Lucy
I just hit my peak and
Don't know how to feel

I lost my Brody
He oded on codine
We still taking sips like
This shit isn't real
We don't know how to deal
So these drugs ima deal
Told that boy whats da deal?
Cause we still in the field

Lifeofthom:

I'm f*cking this white bitch
In between her thighs
Me and my posse,
Love amanda bynes, uh
She keep her mouth wide like all that, uh

I'm in this pit, straw hat, making a stretch
Money collectors, I come to finesse
I broke the ligament, taking a step
New SB dunks, run up the blitz

Gun up the refund, throw up a fit
I'ma like one tough son of a bitch to act up
Roll with the fist, go pack up
Spitin the fire, I'll pack up

Roll with the crew, can't lack up
I'm in this out for more, wont back up
I'm feel like a busta, whole lotta rupture
Kicking a line of structure

I'm with this A1 butler
Serving in lines to junkies
I got a mind of gold, a couple of Shine to float
Singing a rhyme, they mine the stones

See how I rock, I ride alone
Me and my brothers abide the code
Check out the climate, it's warm to cold
I be on hots, don't mind the froze

Part of the crown and heart, the throne
Part of my all, like all I know
I'm in this vault with monochromes
New rim, stick shift, on the roam

New G, making the cameras roll
Picture that, kodak black
I'm in this bitch with monochromes
New G, making the camera roll