Lyrics : Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Rami Dawod/Mariah Amani Buckles/Nija Charles/Arsenio Archer/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Curtis Jackson/David Darnell Brown/Rondell Turner/Tre’von Waters
Music : Summer Walker/David "Dos Dias" Bishop/Rami Dawod/Mariah Amani Buckles/Nija Charles/Arsenio Archer/Anthony Paul Jefferies/Curtis Jackson/David Darnell Brown/Rondell Turner/Tre’von Waters
I start thinking I should rob all these ****
I should rob all these ****
I-I start thinking I should rob all these ****
I should rob all these—
I should've known you wasn't all the way in it
I should've known you wasn't standing on business
If I waited for just another minute
I would've been sinning
Losing my mind for a second
Playing with my time, my shit is precious
I need all of that back and then some
'Cause with all the things you've done
I should've robbed you (Oh, I)
I should've popped you (Oh, I)
Putting your trust in these no good bitches
Could've had 'em on my payroll, swear they would've listened
I could've robbed you (Oh, I)
Hit a lick, could've got you (Oh, I)
Putting your trust in these no good bitches
Could've had 'em on my payroll, caught a **** slipping, oh, I
You ain't even think of that
Be glad that I cared
Be glad that I spared you
I really should've robbed you
'Cause you was moving sloppy
Looking like an easy lick, no, we are not the same
Got them hoes all on the internet speaking on my name
You think these bitches care for you
These bitches, they just fans of you
They living in a fantasy
These bitches really fans of me
I really could've robbed you
Posted at your spot and took everything you got
Aiming at your top, could've had you down bad
Broad light in the day
If you keep playing with fire, you gon' end up catching flames
So I should've robbed you (Oh, I)
I should've popped you (Oh, I)
Putting your trust in these no good bitches
Could've had 'em on my payroll, swear they would've listened
I could've robbed you (Oh, I)
Hit a lick, could've got you (Oh, I)
Putting your trust in these no good bitches
Could've had 'em on my payroll, caught a **** slipping
Gun to your head, I want you dead
I want you to pay for the things that you did
I hope it haunts you forever
'Cause every time I close my eyes, I can't forget you, oh
It's so unfair, the memories it brought back
But it's all good, remember when I fall back
It's so damn hard ignoring what we've been through
'Cause I still get sentimental
I should've robbed you
I should've called them ****
I should've dropped your location and told them to pull up
I should've let you go when I had the chance 'cause it's nothing but a bad romance