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Album: EBK (2014)

Control Me

[Intro]

[Hook: Lil Herb]
Everybody know me, know they can't hold me
He pop and flex, I'm rollin', let it control me
I can't stop drinking Rosé, just smoked a stogie
You bet' not walk up on me, if you don't kno' me
Broski put them guns up, I might bug up
Don't make me call them thugs up and fuck your club uw'
He pop and flex, I'm rollin', let it control me
You bet' not walk up on me, if you don't kno' me

[Verse 1: Lil Herb]
Pop a whole, pop a half, bitch I'm bussiw'
Niggas say they want my head, well they bluffiw'
I can't say them niggas scared but its somethiw'
Cause half the niggas want' me dead ain't doin' nothing
Send hittas' and they coming, now err'body duckiw'
100 rounds, gun'em down, clear the scene ain't nothin' round
Then post up on roc' block, me and Noochie smoking loud or might be in that chop chop with 20 pigeons buss' it down
Catch me dashin' in a van or might flex in a rover, tippin' all night, off a flat, never sober
Yeah I know that I can never lack or its ova', Thats why I keep molly in the back with the tookuw'
You don't wanna' see how we react when we rollin', Him and Mad Mac in the lac' when it's stolen
Hittin on the block, we'll be back, we'll be glookin', Everything black, I bet max and they blowiw'

[Hook: Lil Herb]
Everybody know me, know they can't hold me
He pop and flex, I'm rollin', let it control me
I can't stop drinking Rosé, just smoked a stogie
You bet' not walk up on me, if you don't kno' me
Broski put them guns up, I might bug up
Don't make me call them thugs up and fuck your club uw'
He pop and flex, I'm rollin', let it control me
You bet' not walk up on me, if you don't kno' me

[Verse 2: Lil Herb]
I can't control myself, I think I need some help but Ion' want no helping hands, Bitch, I just need myself
And I ain' into making friends, No, I just need my wealth, Fendi hold dat' 40 up, So, Yea' I need my belt
Hit the club wit' my dogs, No, we not wit' ya'll, We all just walked and hit a ball but we not that tall
Throwing bands, got yo' broad bouncing off the walls, We go buy that bitch a bottle, watch her drop her draww'
Buss' at hoes, disgusting hoes, they just want a couple blunts to roll and they touch they toes
All I know is stack my fuckin' O's til' they overload, catch me in that Ferragamo store buyin' over clothes, countin rolls

[Hook: Lil Herb]
Everybody know me, know they can't hold me
He pop and flex, I'm rollin', let it control me
I can't stop drinking Rosé, just smoked a stogie
You bet' not walk up on me, if you don't kno' me
Broski put them guns up, I might bug up
Don't make me call them thugs up and fuck your club uw'
He pop and flex, I'm rollin', let it control me
You bet' not walk up on me, if you don't kno' me


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