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robb bank$ - a milli (4 m's) lyrics

[intro]
hey cris, f-ck you
huh, uh

[chorus]
barely gotta ask, money got a sack
i don’t talk, all cap, you ain’t gotta ask me
all my chickens stacked, all my hoes intact
your main b-tch a nat, i just took molly with ashley

[verse 1]
richard mil, b-tch since i was 12, i was nasty
put my hands on a female 12, i let her catch me (woo woo)
no phil or lil, she want my pickle, dil, make her unwrap me (sset)
pop a pill, act like i’m a seal, who gon’ test me? (sset sset)
young n-gg-, you a f-ck n-gg-, check my rap sheet (you dig?)
b-tch, i made a mil of tha city and i quit rapping (tuh, tuh, huh)
i just got a text from another [?] b-tch and i [?]
i be having s-x in a rental, young n-gg- broke the emblem, i told her tax me
last time a n-gg- see me, [?] hammered her whole p-ssy
true fact, i don’t think anyone want it, i’m just being genuine, no punking
n-gg-, i been drinking act since the wave done started, i made y’all want it, who p-ssed me?
and i been the goat since i came out the womb
n-gg-, i’ma take the phone, no [?]
boy, your ho so basic, and you can’t face it
real g’s for your own good
she’ll check the deuce on you, red loose one you
subst-tute yourself for the wood, uh (woo woo woo)
she don’t need the hand movement, let the bands do it
i’ma put the p-ssy on the hood (sset sset)
sodium so high, lil small fry, smoking green giant canned goods (huh)

[hook]
4 m’s, 4 m’s, 4 m’s, 4 m’s
we ain’t the same, n-gg-, i don’t drink red, 4 m’s, 4 m’s
yeah, fly, my n-gg-, they dead, they dead, who them? (i did)
money top, i ain’t got no head, no head, just tip

[chorus]
barely gotta ask, money got a sack
i don’t talk, all cap, you ain’t gotta ask me
all my chickens stacked, lay with the attachments
caught you in the trap and you ain’t faster than a track meet
happy

[verse 2]
bounce, eh, pour it up by the ounce, eh (woo woo woo)
f-ck your b-tch (tuh, tuh), kick the b-tch out, huh (yeah, i did)
new phone (brr brr brr), look at my account (haha)
bad b-tch, huh, take her -ss down (huh)
i’ma pop three, iceman put him on a t, f-ck n-gg- froze (you dig?)
b-tch told me, “i just seen you on tv, why you on commercial?” (i did)
b-tch, i’m young savage og, young [?], tell that boy, i seen you
femto glock 33, double s, b-tch, that’s me, i’m on whatever y’all on

[outro]
bow, bow, bow, bow

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