Shy Glizzy - Robbin Season

Robbin Season Lyrics

[Produced by Cassius Jay]

[Intro]
Jefe!
Yeah
I heard it’s robbin’ season

[Hook]
Earnin’, stealin’, takin’ over
We gonna get this guala
You know what they say, the more
Money more problems
He think he the shit now ‘cause he got a bitch from Harlem
We got, we got big rounds, and my young niggas robbing
Robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Bitch [?], it’s robbin’ season, robbin’ season
[?], robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Pick that shit up, yeah it’s robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Hey hey hey!

[Verse 1]
When them Glizzys [?] out, we gon’ torture y’all
We gon’ show you that we ain’t got no remorse for y’all
God damnit, I can’t [?], I got [?] for y’all
If they talking bullshit then it’s straight to Portugal
Young niggas don’t play, mask all on they face
Shoot a [?] K, shoot ya like I’m Jay
Fuck a bitch named Nae, daddy snort that yay
Five hundred K, still around the way
Bookie he gon’ do ya
Bismo he gon’ do ya
[?] he gon’ do ya
Got a freak ho, she gon’ do ya
Jefe, Papi, chulo, sorry buddy, you still losin’
Whatever for the mula, it’s whatever for the mula, ya

[Hook]
Earnin’, stealin’, takin’ over
We gonna get this guala
You know what they say, the more
Money more problems
He think he the shit now ‘cause he got a bitch from Harlem
We got, we got big rounds, and my young niggas robbing
Robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Bitch [?], it’s robbin’ season, robbin’ season
[?], robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Pick that shit up, yeah it’s robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Hey hey hey!

[Verse 2]
Let’s make it hard for these niggas like it’s 2009
Run up on ‘em with them chickens, put it right in they spine
Make ‘em call they OGs and have ‘em loan ‘em an iron
And if you ain’t got an iron you better not come outside
All I think about is money all day
And my little spanish bitch from broadway
Know some real trappers who be in them hallways
I’m talking 5 days straight, then do ‘em all [?]
Hello, what’s up?
Tell ‘em pull up
I’m right in a circle with them fuckin’ hitters
Diamonds water
Shit give you the hiccups
[?] up on me, you gon’ get your shit up

[Hook]
Earnin’, stealin’, takin’ over
We gonna get this guala
You know what they say, the more
Money more problems
He think he the shit now ‘cause he got a bitch from Harlem
We got, we got big rounds, and my young niggas robbing
Robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Bitch [?], it’s robbin’ season, robbin’ season
[?], robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Pick that shit up, yeah it’s robbin’ season, robbin’ season
Hey hey hey!

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