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rob4cash - questionmark lyrics

uh, huh, huh, yeah

i got a whole lot of plans, a whole lot of guns, a whole lot of sticks oh yeah, i got a whole lot of honeys, a whole lot of bad b+tches oh yeah, i got a mission, i’m on, i’m trading this bad b+tch for exp oh yeah

i’m bouta 364 my engine oh, yeah we just like the buick, i gm that b+tch i’m ballin’ too hard, need a gm lil b+tch, my pockets too fat, need to hit the gym, b+tch
huh three sixty four how i’m hitting this sh+t, call it a trigram the way i’m hitting two b+tches, i cut up and break up the pounds, (yeah) i’m serving these fiends like i’m travis and sh+t, yeah and i been too mad, yes i been too mad so i been cooking sh+t up like a scientist, yuh she told me to stop ‘cuz she think i’m in danger but i am the one who knocks b+tch
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i am a bad man bеnd your army up, i’m feeling like batman one man army yeah
on my phonе, it’s that military, like a warrior, so i ain’t in danger, lil’ b+tch (oh, yeah)
cause i got shooters on me like i’m al capone, i tell that lil’ n+gga just stay in his zone

this is the way i be thinkin’ when i’m on my own, (this is the way i be thinkin’)
uh, huh, huh, yeah

- rob4cash lyrics

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