Lyrics to Custom Robo
Ayy, ayy, yeah
All that starin', ayy lil ho just take it, yeah
All that starin', yeah, hah, ayy
All that starin', oh, yeah, ayy

All that starin', ayy lil ho just take a picture
Posted one second and I'm gone, make that whip skrrt
Walk in the building and they all want to whisper
I'm with my niggas and they all want Fiskers
Off Hennessy, I fucked your ho, whoa
Very hard niggas, we didn't stunt for the photos
I'm with anything, I'm on it if you want smoke
Heavy artillery like Custard row row

Yeah, who the one got white, that molly, and that strong?
Who the one pour Sprite on all these niggas hoes? yeah
Who blowin' up just to put all these niggas on? uh
Who at the function puttin' cock up in your ho? uh
Yeah bitch, they call me Fully Automatic Drayco
I stay woke, hittin' oohwee cops and stackin' pesos
Blowin' dope, they say I must die like Romeo
They phony though, that's why they hoes ride like rodeos
Uh, get that flick that, uh
Smokin' out the kickback, uh
Shawty want to hit that blunt
I mix that shit with the uh
Shawty she lickin' the squad
But I'm still hittin' them pots
I'm only lil nigga, I'm hot, yeah

All that starin', ayy lil ho just take a picture
Posted one second and I'm gone, make that whip skrrt
Walk in the building and they all want to whisper
I'm with my niggas and they all want Fiskers
Off Hennessy, I fucked your ho, whoa
Very hard niggas, we didn't stunt for the photos
I'm with anything, I'm on it if you want smoke
Heavy artillery like Custard row row

Whoa, yeah, rollin' Backwoods, thick like candles bruh
Bitch wanted sex, real thick, I can't handle her
Team counting up, see them bands and I ran 'em up
Lean in my cup, shit, there goes my stamina
Still get to it fast as fuck, uh
That might be the reason niggas mad at us, ayy
All my niggas demons, they been actin' up, yeah
Don't come in here tweaking, we ain't acting tough, uh, yeah
Ayy, I'm posted in back of back
Roll and relax with a bad bitch
Smokin' and smackin' that ash
My whoadies stackin' up cash quick, I want to splurge at Saks
I be doing work, that's facts
Swear that I deserve that Jag, yeah

All that starin', ayy lil ho just take a picture
Posted one second and I'm gone, make that whip skrrt
Walk in the building and they all want to whisper
I'm with my niggas and they all want Fiskers
Off Hennessy, I fucked your ho, whoa
Very hard niggas, we didn't stunt for the photos
I'm with anything, I'm on it if you want smoke
Heavy artillery like Custard row row
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