Lyrics Robb Bank$ – I’m That Nigga
Text:
Robb Banks:
Let that bitch ride
Trunks in the booth
Cris Dinero on the track
(Gling gling gling)
Huh, huh (know what I’m sayin’)
Huh, huh (bring it back)
Bitch
I’m that nigga, huh, huh
Still that nigga, huh, huh
Been that nigga, huh, huh
Been that nigga, huh, huh
Phone gon’ kill you, huh, huh
Phone pull trigger, huh, huh
Phone might get you, huh, huh
Don’t speak, written, huh, huh
Run this shit back, Phone
Still that, still that, huh
Still that nigga
Been that, been that, huh
I been that nigga
Still that, still that, you dig
Still that nigga, you dig
Been that, you dig, been that, you dig
Been that nigga
Aye, I told her move like a soldier
She gon’ let me bend her, flip her over
Fuck her ass in the back of the Rover
Yeah, my neck like a four-leaf clover
Might spit it, might cough it up on you
Yeah, I fuck your main bitch, she a goner
Pinky ring look like a flying saucer
I feel like Fabo, feel like Fabo
Cotton candy, nigga, got my Faygo
Love the Trapanese on my egg roll
New bitch Japanese on my payroll
Bitch, I’m the Falcon, I’m the legend
You know the hoe, come and get it
Don’t like to talk, no attention
Might take your bitch on a S-Rank mission
Double S, new edition
Cut the line, had addition
Fuck your bitch, then I finger
In the basement, like Tigger
Still that, still that
Still that nigga
Been that, SSET, been that, SSET
I been that nigga, SSET SSET
Still that, still that
Still that nigga
Been that, been that, you dig
Been that, I’m that nigga, hoe
I’m that nigga
Still that nigga
Been that nigga
Yeah, I been that nigga
Phone might kill ’em
Phone pull trigger
Phone might get you
Phone might flip you
Lil Gnar:
Ink in my skin motivation
You know I stay motivated, uh
I know why niggas be hatin’
I been that nigga since seventh
I might go get 911
Chopper give him a lil blessing
Chopper send him to the reverend
She hit my phone
She cannot leave me alone
Walked in this bitch with my gat
Your wife wanna lick on my sack, woah
These niggas lame and they fraudulent
Her ass ain’t fat, it got collagen
I am that nigga, it’s obvious
Hop in that whip like a God
Open the suicide door
We serve white like ping pong, uh
Backwood fat like King Kong, uh
Thumbin’ through racks with a mink on
Huh, bitch, I’m
Still that, still that
Still that nigga
Robb Banks:
Still that, still that
Still that nigga
Been that, SSET, been that, SSET
I been that nigga, SSET SSET
Still that, still that
Still that nigga
Been that, been that, you dig
Been that, I’m that nigga, hoe
I’m that nigga
Still that nigga
Been that nigga
Yeah, I been that nigga
Phone might kill ’em
Phone pull trigger
Phone might get you
Phone might flip you
