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Official T-Rob - VersaTile (feat. Adamn Killa) Lyrics



Official T-Rob - VersaTile (feat. Adamn Killa) Lyrics
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Yo... I'm T F*cking Rob nigga, like don't be sleeping on the boy like
I'm really doing shit (Yeah)
Like you see this, YOU see this right now?
(You see this nigga?)
On the hunt like the boy never ate shit
Finna dump cuz I'm Itching to scrape shit
Ima stunt since they overlook greatness
Coming off blunt, yeah I know you can't face this (Nah)
Remember haters was telling me stop?
I was grinding, they ain't ever faze shit
Now they saying I'm doing a lot, uh
Odd enough I ain't triggered to say shit
Now they look at my face like wow
Ya shit was "OK" but now
My taste is ODE, so they plate the style
Like this skill didn't take a while
They take up my spill like a paper towel
Made my shit from the dirt, no plough
Y'all still can't copy the cadence
Now they lurk on my page like how?
They hurt when I'm writing these verses down
I'll merk any beat cuz I'm Versatile
I'm the best one on this earth for now
You peeping my shit, cuz It's worth your while
So they heard I be beasting on purpose now
I Hopped out my bag, No Birken now
The Rough Times still got me praying
Got some blessings, I still gotta search em out
Like a cavity, I might just hurt ya mouth
I can't conserve with you haters, I don't wanna talk
I'm straight outta patience, You straight outta luck
You come around when I'm caking, You suck
I remember when my neighbors was hating, I swear that they racist for calling the cops
Even 12 thought we was lit, so you not
You jealous cuz my house done lit up the block
I'm way Too grown to be blocking bitches
Nah I Ain't texting back
Now that bitch wanna stalk me
Ion even cop no drip and I'm saucy
Wear the same shit till I'm rich, I be mossy
Don't care, this stick never mossy
Slick, I don't even gotta hit and she off me
Yeah yeah, You sick that I'm flossy
Fore I get a whip, Ima sit in a mazi
Matter fact, I don't even need that (Skrt Skrt)
I just want a whip to get me where I need to be at
Now I'm in my zone, if you faking hit ya kneecaps
If you think I'm gone, you'll be asking where weed at
Now they asking where the heat at?
Fakes all up on my phone, acting like they need that
Claiming thatchu love my songs, you ain't give no feed back
I'm worried bout the provolone, where the cheese at? (Ayeee)
On the hunt like the boy never ate shit
Finna dump cuz I'm Itching to scrape shit
Ima stunt since they overlook greatness
Coming off blunt, yeah I know you can't face this (Ok!)
Remember haters was telling me stop? (Stop)
I was grinding, they ain't ever faze shit
Now they saying I'm doing a lot (Uh)
Odd enough I ain't triggered to say shit
Now they look at my face like wow
Ya shit was "OK" but now
My taste is ODE, so they plate the style
Like this skill didn't take a while
They take up my spill like a paper towel
Made my shit from the dirt, no plough
Y'all still can't copy the cadence
Now they lurk on my page like how?
They hurt when I'm writing these verses down
I'll merk any beat cuz I'm Versatile
I'm the best one on this earth for now (Yeah)
You peeping my shit, cuz It's worth your while
So they heard I be beasting on purpose now
I Hopped out my bag, No Birken now
The Rough Times still got me praying
Got some blessings, I still gotta search em out
I hopped in my motherf*cking bag, That bitch is a Louis V
Bitch I got that motherf*cking Tesla, You know that it's not a Jeep
Whenever I'm stepping out I got the bona up on me l
Whenever I'm stepping out you know I be F L E E
FLEE, Bitch I'm Adamn
I got the racks in my hand
When I touch down outside, I be making them bands (Them bands)
Don't try to talk to me when my f*cking jet land, yeah (No No)
'Cause Back then, you ain't f*ck with me back then (Where was you at?)
I just make the money how ever I can (Adamn I am Adamn)
Look at my wrist, it look like a candy and (Candy cane)
I used to look like Raggedy Ann (Real shit, huh)
Then I cut my hair off and got to the motherf*cking bands
On the hunt like the boy never ate shit
Finna dump cuz I'm Itching to scrape shit
Ima stunt since they overlook greatness
Coming off blunt, yeah I know you can't face this
Remember haters was telling me stop?
I was grinding, they ain't ever faze shit
Now they saying I'm doing a lot, uh
Odd enough I ain't triggered to say shit
Now they look at my face like wow
Ya shit was "OK" but now
My taste is ODE, so they plate the style
Like this skill didn't take a while
They take up my spill like a paper towel
Made my shit from the dirt, no plough
Y'all still can't copy the cadence
Now they lurk on my page like how?
They hurt when I'm writing these verses down
I'll merk any beat cuz I'm Versatile
I'm the best one on this earth for now
You peeping my shit, cuz It's worth your while
So they heard I be beasting on purpose now
I Hopped out my bag, No Birken now
The Rough Times still got me praying
Got some blessings, I still gotta search em out
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English

Yo... I'm T F*cking Rob nigga, like don't be sleeping on the boy like
I'm really doing shit (Yeah)
Like you see this, YOU see this right now?
(You see this nigga?)
On the hunt like the boy never ate shit
Finna dump cuz I'm Itching to scrape shit
Ima stunt since they overlook greatness
Coming off blunt, yeah I know you can't face this (Nah)
Remember haters was telling me stop?
I was grinding, they ain't ever faze shit
Now they saying I'm doing a lot, uh
Odd enough I ain't triggered to say shit
Now they look at my face like wow
Ya shit was "OK" but now
My taste is ODE, so they plate the style
Like this skill didn't take a while
They take up my spill like a paper towel
Made my shit from the dirt, no plough
Y'all still can't copy the cadence
Now they lurk on my page like how?
They hurt when I'm writing these verses down
I'll merk any beat cuz I'm Versatile
I'm the best one on this earth for now
You peeping my shit, cuz It's worth your while
So they heard I be beasting on purpose now
I Hopped out my bag, No Birken now
The Rough Times still got me praying
Got some blessings, I still gotta search em out
Like a cavity, I might just hurt ya mouth
I can't conserve with you haters, I don't wanna talk
I'm straight outta patience, You straight outta luck
You come around when I'm caking, You suck
I remember when my neighbors was hating, I swear that they racist for calling the cops
Even 12 thought we was lit, so you not
You jealous cuz my house done lit up the block
I'm way Too grown to be blocking bitches
Nah I Ain't texting back
Now that bitch wanna stalk me
Ion even cop no drip and I'm saucy
Wear the same shit till I'm rich, I be mossy
Don't care, this stick never mossy
Slick, I don't even gotta hit and she off me
Yeah yeah, You sick that I'm flossy
Fore I get a whip, Ima sit in a mazi
Matter fact, I don't even need that (Skrt Skrt)
I just want a whip to get me where I need to be at
Now I'm in my zone, if you faking hit ya kneecaps
If you think I'm gone, you'll be asking where weed at
Now they asking where the heat at?
Fakes all up on my phone, acting like they need that
Claiming thatchu love my songs, you ain't give no feed back
I'm worried bout the provolone, where the cheese at? (Ayeee)
On the hunt like the boy never ate shit
Finna dump cuz I'm Itching to scrape shit
Ima stunt since they overlook greatness
Coming off blunt, yeah I know you can't face this (Ok!)
Remember haters was telling me stop? (Stop)
I was grinding, they ain't ever faze shit
Now they saying I'm doing a lot (Uh)
Odd enough I ain't triggered to say shit
Now they look at my face like wow
Ya shit was "OK" but now
My taste is ODE, so they plate the style
Like this skill didn't take a while
They take up my spill like a paper towel
Made my shit from the dirt, no plough
Y'all still can't copy the cadence
Now they lurk on my page like how?
They hurt when I'm writing these verses down
I'll merk any beat cuz I'm Versatile
I'm the best one on this earth for now (Yeah)
You peeping my shit, cuz It's worth your while
So they heard I be beasting on purpose now
I Hopped out my bag, No Birken now
The Rough Times still got me praying
Got some blessings, I still gotta search em out
I hopped in my motherf*cking bag, That bitch is a Louis V
Bitch I got that motherf*cking Tesla, You know that it's not a Jeep
Whenever I'm stepping out I got the bona up on me l
Whenever I'm stepping out you know I be F L E E
FLEE, Bitch I'm Adamn
I got the racks in my hand
When I touch down outside, I be making them bands (Them bands)
Don't try to talk to me when my f*cking jet land, yeah (No No)
'Cause Back then, you ain't f*ck with me back then (Where was you at?)
I just make the money how ever I can (Adamn I am Adamn)
Look at my wrist, it look like a candy and (Candy cane)
I used to look like Raggedy Ann (Real shit, huh)
Then I cut my hair off and got to the motherf*cking bands
On the hunt like the boy never ate shit
Finna dump cuz I'm Itching to scrape shit
Ima stunt since they overlook greatness
Coming off blunt, yeah I know you can't face this
Remember haters was telling me stop?
I was grinding, they ain't ever faze shit
Now they saying I'm doing a lot, uh
Odd enough I ain't triggered to say shit
Now they look at my face like wow
Ya shit was "OK" but now
My taste is ODE, so they plate the style
Like this skill didn't take a while
They take up my spill like a paper towel
Made my shit from the dirt, no plough
Y'all still can't copy the cadence
Now they lurk on my page like how?
They hurt when I'm writing these verses down
I'll merk any beat cuz I'm Versatile
I'm the best one on this earth for now
You peeping my shit, cuz It's worth your while
So they heard I be beasting on purpose now
I Hopped out my bag, No Birken now
The Rough Times still got me praying
Got some blessings, I still gotta search em out
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Writer: Tommy Robinson
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Official T-Rob - VersaTile (feat. Adamn Killa) Video
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Performed By: Official T-Rob
Language: English
Length: 4:23
Written by: Tommy Robinson

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