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robb bank$ - bangout freestyle (perc 10mg) كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
hold on—hold on b_tch, yeah, my d_ck itching
makes sense, i done gave it raw to 6 b_tches
old dirty b_st_rd, 100 racks past ya, promethazine pastor
you pray and bow after
i cut ya drank in the past, that’s the old me
3 fiends hit my line up for the codeine
z_quil & lean— it come from me, it’s all the same thing
r3ally, how i sip dirty sprite outta canteen
i like to give d_ck to b_tches, and then let em praise me
i like to give liq to b_tches that miss they aa meetings
i’m the future, past, present, b_tch go get a palm reading
don’t givе a f_ck if mercury in retrograde, gеt out yo d_mn feelings
dope dealing
cap peeling
top gunning, top filling..
no roofs, no ceilings
all macy’s, no dillard’s
no resorts, all villas
no p_ssies, all k!llas
no good girls, all bad b_tches, ready & willing
no fitted cap hoes, i need snapback p_ssy, b_tch
they like “come on girl, you know err’body doin’ it”
i’ll f_ck you & the b_tch you sell p_ssy with
yeah, squeeze baccarat on me, i let her choke on it
yeah, b_tch throat sore, i should f_ck around and put her out
yeah, she asked for some drank i just put my d_ck in her mouth
i be so bored, i just wanna put some music out
but before i drop the album, i’ll f_ck around and wife a thot
yeah she ride the mic, i been rocked the show
chris benoit the p_ssy, i cross_face the hoe
i’ll drop one of these n_ggas, i’d drop one of these hoes
but i can’t drop no album, no, no, no, no, no
uh, 2021, maybach truckload
uh, hit the hydraulics like i’m in the west coast
uh, sold hydroponics and i done sold blow
i had a fiend named john that i used to sell snow
yeah she playing with my crown, tryna win the game of thrones
need a full targaryen that i can ride on
i’m the dragon, i’m the beast, i’m the monster, i’m the god
i’m that feeling in your chest when you know that something wrong
yeah, p_ssy ass hoe take my phone like she own it
but she know that she can’t take no d_ck, that’s why she keep running
she playing track star, had to call and tell ya something
still put that d_ck up in her jaw, and she said she loved it
why you trying to keep up with me baby? you know i’m thugging
took that whole perc 30, now ya ass throwing up
gotta spiritual lil b_tch, put crystals on the money
give her ass hard d_ck and a whole lotta nothing
oh you funny? i’m hilarious
in dubai with the harrisons
look around like where the carriage at?
shot his ass— boy whatchu staring at?!
you don’t ever go against the family? b_tch, i ain’t hearing that
i think out loud, they cheerin’ that
i see my man, i’m airin’ that
you know that p_ssy ain’t sh_t, b_tch, better cut it out
‘fore i book you at the 4:30 house & mud it out
i wear a gun on each hip, b_tch, i’m tryna shoot it out
and i load each clip, issa imovie now
i won’t kiss you in ya mouth, but i grab you by ya hair
what i look like? you got food in them big ass veneers
when i pull up in that aston, know they stop and they stare
i got every opp b_tch mad, pulling out they hair
yeah
[outro]
yeah shut the f_ck up, b_tch, ‘fore i have my new hoe beat yo’ ass

- robb bank

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