For Me Song Lyrics (Rylo Rodriguez feat Yo Gotti) – Download Free Lyrics PDF & Ringtone Here

For Me Lyrics Song is the latest English song Sung by Rylo Rodriguez feat Yo Gotti. For Me song lyrics are Given by Rylo Rodriguez & Yo Gotti and This song was released on the official youtube channel Rylo Rodriguez. Here One can find For Me Song Lyrics Pdf in French, Spanish & English. Download For Me Song Ringtone, For Me Song Mp3 Download.

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For Me Song Information:

Song Title For Me
Singer Rylo Rodriguez feat Yo Gotti
Lyricist Rylo Rodriguez & Yo Gotti
Release date October 30, 2020
Music Label Rylo Rodriguez

For Me Song is Releasing on October 30, 2020

For Me Song Lyrics By Rylo Rodriguez feat Yo Gotti:

(Nile, I hear you)
(Pablo, U crazy for this one, haha)

[Chorus: Rylo Rodriguez]
If the Wockhardt count don’t cut for me
If the Glock .26, Ion’t tuck for me
It’s that’s how U buy a purse but ain’t fuck for me
It’s the ass shots U got up in the butt for me
It’s the how U rob a nigga without a gun for me?
How U keep catchin’ charges, gettin’ bonds for me?
Insta, I’m on the flex when it get long for me
It’s the scammin’ hard a ho for some phones for me
It’s the Rollie for me, it’s the Patek for me
Know I’m goin’ up, go get a ladder for me
Yeah, I’m pourin’, three in the Fanta for me
She in Texas, she flew to Atlanta for mе
I don’t give a fuck ’bout no VIP wristband
Ayy, book me, I fuck around, throw up the backеnd
Mi brother couldn’t make this show, he got the pack in
I made it, I fucked the hoe, she got some bad friends

It’s U braggin’ on your pussy when I get in it, U runnin’ from me
Fuck up her hairdo and buy her some weaves
It’s the yes, she bad but she get naked for weed
Ayy, it’s the way U gotta cramp the Lamb for me
It’s the puttin’ guns on the gram for me
Yeah the hoe run Chiraq, say she knew Lil Reese
I’m makin’ moves, I won’t renew the lease
Foot on they neck, got Mi hand on the check, I ain’t takin’ no bet unless they betting the house
I got lean and a drop
I make money independent, the paramedics dyin’ for a [?]
All Mi dawg they know, U might die over that post
U play with us? U just might die over that joke
U better check up, I mean U gon’ die with that hoe
In Mi city U lack, U gon’ die with that smoke

If the Wockhardt count don’t cut for me
If the Glock .26, Ion’t tuck for me
It’s that’s how U buy a purse but ain’t fuck for me
It’s the ass shots U got up in the butt for me
It’s the how U rob a nigga without a gun for me?
How U keep catchin’ charges, gettin’ bonds for me?
Insta, I’m on the flex when it get long for me
It’s the scammin’ hard a hoe for some phones for me
It’s the Rollie for me, it’s the Patek for me
Yeah, I’m goin’ up, go get a ladder for me
Yeah, I’m pourin’, three in the Fanta for me
She in Texas, she flew to Atlanta for me (Send the addy)
I don’t give a fuck ’bout no VIP wristband
Ayy, book me, I fuck around, throw up the backend
Mi brother couldn’t make this show, he got the pack in
I made it, I fucked the hoe, she got some bad friends

For me it’s the Patek
She send me the addy, I pull up just Z06 ‘matic
This ain’t from rappin’ this shit out the attic, I’m movin’ the package
I keep so G, ain’t no lies with me (For me)
Damn that bitch bad, it’s the eyes for me
Why she standin’ like this? This the thighs for me
And she get money, it’s the grind for me
She don’t see no hoes, yeah, she blind for me
Straight up in apartment, do a crime for me
Partner in the fed, doin’ a dime for me
Jay in the kitchen, cookin’ nines for me
And I ain’t never paid, a nigga slide for me
Why not? ‘Cause it’s the heart for me
Pull up in the hood with so much work, and I ain’t never thought ’bout no nigga robbin’ me
Hit the turquoise Rari on Forgis to me
Too busy havin’ orgies with me
Price right plug been spoilin’ me
They’ll get ’em to your door like Amazon Prime
Every time U beat, when your homeboy dyin’ (Yeah)
Every time U post and U catchin’ be lyin’
Nigga, live your life, quit tryna live mine
[?] that ain’t what poppin’ to me
It’s the profit for me, pop out and reup again
Mi bitch a 20, two 10’s
And I don’t do friends
I prefer enemies, at least I know what these niggas plan to do to me, yeah
Crib in the suburb but really it’s the trenches for me (Yeah)
Master bedroom cold but really it’s the kitchen for me (The kitchen for me, yeah)

If the Wockhardt count don’t cut for me
If the Glock .26, Ion’t tuck for me
It’s that’s how U buy a purse but ain’t fuck for me
It’s the ass shots U got up in the butt for me
It’s the how U rob a nigga without a gun for me?
How U keep catchin’ charges, gettin’ bonds for me?
Insta, I’m on the flex when it get long for me
It’s the scammin’ hard a ho for some phones for me
It’s the Rollie for me, it’s the Patek for me
Know I’m goin’ up, go get a ladder for me
Yeah, I’m pourin’, three in the Fanta for me
She in Texas, she flew to Atlanta for me (Send the addy)
I don’t give a fuck ’bout no VIP wristband
Ayy, book me, I fuck around, throw up the backend
Mi brother couldn’t make this show, he got the pack in
I made it, I fucked the hoe, she got some bad friends

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