Pranav.Wav - Not Allowed In Your Neighborhood Arby's Lyrics

Not allowed in your neighborhood Arby's
Pull up in a scooter, drop you dead, take your car keys
Cut your throat like an artichoke, oh so softy
Try to stop me and what I do I'm like, stop, please
Run up on his dumbass when it's black out
Thought I'm locked up, well bitch I'm back out
Call me a bee cause I'll Barry B bus in yo bitch
Broke that fucka's face cause he talkin that shit
Arby's got the meats that I can't have
Running this track fast, Ion even run track
I don't like Mc Donalds either but I carry big macs
Flexin all that cash, Imma take it, where that wrist at
Vibin so Imma buy a Ritz car
Swags forever, I don't care if the fit hard
Put holes in your forehead, polka dots
911 what's your emergency
Aw great where the cops, grab the Glock
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore, my bad bruh
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore, my bad bruh
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore
Runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin from the cops
Get my fucking mop I just killed all the ops
Like I said I'm that dark boy with messy hair
If you wander in the dark, you may go missing there
They ask how much I care bout fame, I tell em I care hardly
Regard these simple-minded bodies as bodies
When I see you, Whole-Whole-Whole Lotta Red like I'm Carti
You late to my wave son the principal done put you down tardy
End up in a ditch with the rest who called me darkie
Stomp him in a pit until I can't feel a heartbeat
Start a mosh pit in my neighborhood Arby's
Start a mosh pit in my neighborhood Arby's
Big bodied big bitch
Roll around the block stayin low windows tinted
7 homicides, Imma stab you, till you die
Oh you don't like me very much
Well your bitch did
I didn't kill him but I had a gun
Which-which did
Well your bitch did
Which-which did

Not allowed in your neighborhood Arby's
Pull up in a scooter, drop you dead, take your car keys
Cut your throat like an artichoke, oh so softy
Try to stop me and what I do I'm like, stop, please
Run up on his dumbass when it's black out
Thought I'm locked up, well bitch I'm back out
Call me a bee cause I'll Barry B bus in yo bitch
Broke that fucka's face cause he talkin that shit
Arby's got the meats that I can't have
Running this track fast, Ion even run track
I don't like Mc Donalds either but I carry big macs
Flexin all that cash, Imma take it, where that wrist at
Vibin so Imma buy a Ritz car
Swags forever, I don't care if the fit hard
Put holes in your forehead, polka dots
911 what's your emergency
Aw great where the cops, grab the Glock
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore, my bad bruh
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore, my bad bruh
Not allowed there anymore, not anymore
Not allowed there anymore
Runnin runnin runnin runnin runnin from the cops
Get my fucking mop I just killed all the ops
Like I said I'm that dark boy with messy hair
If you wander in the dark, you may go missing there
They ask how much I care bout fame, I tell em I care hardly
Regard these simple-minded bodies as bodies
When I see you, Whole-Whole-Whole Lotta Red like I'm Carti
You late to my wave son the principal done put you down tardy
End up in a ditch with the rest who called me darkie
Stomp him in a pit until I can't feel a heartbeat
Start a mosh pit in my neighborhood Arby's
Start a mosh pit in my neighborhood Arby's
Big bodied big bitch
Roll around the block stayin low windows tinted
7 homicides, Imma stab you, till you die
Oh you don't like me very much
Well your bitch did
I didn't kill him but I had a gun
Which-which did
Well your bitch did
Which-which did