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robb bank$ - all the way live lyrics

[chorus]
this b-tch is throwed, and got -ss
this b-tch got hips, this b-tch got thighs
this b-tch here fine, this b-tch here bad
she all the way live
she all the way live, all the way live, all the way live, all the way live
she all the way live, all the way live, all the way live, she all the way live
she all the way live, all the way live, all the way live, all the way live
all the way live, all the way live, all the way live, she all the way live

[verse 1: robb bank$]
we kiss like a love scene, talk like we got history
and she say, “when i touch yo hand, i just think about you fingering me”
kiss a n-gga, taste that nicotine
kung fu grip on the past, pry it from my cold dead hands
all the times you was iggin’ me could have been time you spent with me
tat my name on that chast-ty belt, around that picture perfect p-ssy
sh-t but i ain’t yours to claim, banksquiat ain’t no slave
bae my b-lls ain’t come with your name
and you don’t really wanna take it there, i ain’t slap boxing, you ole’ gentle fist
open palm, ole’ neji -ss n-gga
florida boy, i don’t shoot no one on ones lame -ss n-gga, boy i’m with my dog like kiba
and i’m at your baby mama house, tryna’ freeload, she give a free blow
and in return she get a million dollar load
n-gga’s mad banks came and linked back with steelo’
and i’m ridin’ with your b-tch but i ain’t tell her it’s a steelo’
boy i got free lean, i got free beans, a n-gga don’t smoke but i got free weed
broke -ss n-gga what you know about me
babe called me on the metro but she bout’ 4g

[verse 2: robb bank$]
i’m in gucci, with a dertbag tee
she see that db and that double-g
so she let all double-d hooked up phonics with double-d’s, under that white tee, no problem
and my b-tch in and out the mirror like haku
and that b-tch phlo i was f-cking only loved me when you was talking
tryna’ take care of another and they use you til you all used up, d-mn right a
n-gga mad
i wasted my time on a shone, but bet yo -ss if i see that b-tch again i’ll rob her for all she stole
she say she see in me what them others left behind
sit down babe tell me what’s on your mind
how you want to help a n-gga take care of his mama and you tired of n-gga’s only trying to get up in your pants
or how you wanna get back into dance but while you been all in a n-gga gauge talking bout’ what you hope to gain from what you lack
all my mind been lingerin’ on is how you say you never f-cked raw
now answer that

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