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Robb Bank$ – EA

Исполнители: Robb Bank$
Альбомы: wifisfuneral – CONN3CT3D
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Текст Robb Bank$ – EA

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Robb Bank$:
Loud
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
(Cup up in my pain like I’m Cris)

Wifisfuneral:
I put fifty in that drum, watch his knees shake
Tell lil’ baby bust it slow like a freeze frame, ayy
Lil ‘baby, I got game like it’s EA
Ayy, lil’ baby, I got game like it’s EA

Robb Bank$:
Uh, uh, call me toll free (Toll free, yeah)
Uh, coupe with the wings (With the wings, uh)
I’m connected like weef (Just like weef, yeah)
Watch it lock up in the pot with the steam (With the-)

Pourin’ a six up in the town with your trees, yeah (In the trees, yeah)
Like look at me, we sippin’ drank, we don’t do trees, yeah (Ain’t no trees, yeah)
Got a hundred racks on me, Revenge on bodies, yeah (Racks, racks)
Man in the mirror with the gleam of the perms with the Listerine, yeah

Wifisfuneral (Robb Bank$):
I put fifty in that drum, watch his knees shake
Tell lil’ baby bust it slow like a freeze frame, ayy (Woo, woo)
Lil ‘baby, I got game like it’s EA (Swish)
Ayy, lil’ baby, I got game like it’s EA (Swish, swish)

Wifisfuneral (Robb Bank$):
Ride my dick, yeah, it turn white, yeah, yeah, I’m fightin’ (Huh)
Sippin’ on that mud, yeah (Yuh), I can’t fight this (Yuh)
Sippin’ on that mud, yeah (Yuh), I can’t fight this
Slick with the drum, yeah, yeah, make me fire this
Robb Bank$:
Opp sent a tweet, slick without my heat, dawg

Wasn’t nowhere to be seen, that’s on big dawg
Never let these niggas trick you off the street, dawg
Protect trigger finger, yeah, that bitch itch, dawg, itch, dawg
Wifisfuneral (Robb Bank$):
Hol’ up, I just cut a brick, left residue on my fingers
I’m countin’ blue faces on faces, I pour eights so I’m painless
Hold a Percocet and Tech, flex, yeah, sweat, give me wet neck
Yeah, bitch, I drop like twenty on my chest
Goddamn, what the play is? Goddamn, I’m off like eight pills (Yuh)
Eight seals won’t fill me well, faded with these lines
I’m seein’ demons with my eyes closed
If I pop it open, there might be no need for blindfolds
Plottin’ on my enemies, ’cause, frankly I don’t like folks
Fuckin’ on this opp bitch ’cause she bad, her pussy right though
Sippin’ on this Henny, movin’ slow, you know what I’m on
Shit, you know what I’m on
Sippin’ on this Henny, movin’ slow, you know what I’m on
Robb Bank$:
We want all the smoke, SSET, said intention (Yuh)
More zips than a Balmain denim (Yuh)
Rich Gang, Rich Life, we respect it (Yuh, SSET)
Glock hold seventeen like extension (Yeah)
I’m collectin’ my allowance from these dawg hoes twice a week
Ain’t no safehaven for no pussy, ain’t no shade tree on the beach
I told Zoey we gotta get up on them jet skis (Yeah)
And they know I keep the puck like Gretzky

Wifisfuneral:
I put fifty in that drum, watch his knees shake
Tell lil’ baby bust it slow like a freeze frame, ayy
Lil ‘baby, I got game like it’s EA
Ayy, lil’ baby, I got game like it’s EA

Robb Bank$:
Uh, uh, call me toll free (Toll free, yeah)
Uh, coupe with the wings (With the wings, uh)
I’m connected like weef (Just like weef, yeah)
Watch it lock up in the pot with the steam (With the-)

Альбом

wifisfuneral – CONN3CT3D