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robb bank$ – connisuer lyrics

[hook: dooney montana]
xan, lean connoisseur
why you do a tour for?
bullsh-t matador
alpharma dinosaur
dream mode portal door
win a best-dress award
take you out that michael kors

[bridge: robb bank$]
you ain’t my sset than f-ck ya
brand new k, and that bih’ russian
i’m runnin’, i’m runnin’
i run to that that money
i’m runnin’, i’m gunnin’
i l1ck on that cl-t
she gon’ suck on that d-ck until i get to bussin’
don’t get a concussion
f-ck with my sset

[hook: dooney montana]
xan, lean connoisseur
bullsh-t matador
alpharma dinosaur
dream mode portal door
win a best-dress award
take you out that michael kors
why you do a tour for? why you do a tour for?

[verse 1: robb bank$]
.38 my specialty
striped-tee, referee
f-ck wit’ me you gettin’ me
givin’ you the best of me
bad b-tch f-ckin’ slow when she touchin’
pull up and i bust it, you get a concussion
uzumaki flowin’
bad b-tches goin’
pull up and i show ya chain on this, snowy
bad b-tches goin’
what you mean, i told ya
lookin’ at my b-tch, you know that she’s stolen
trunks in the booth, we might do a fusion
f-ckin’ on yo b-tch, n-gga you a loser
dream mode my n-gga, vlone i can’t do it
f-ck you talkin’ bout double s we groovy
whip around wit’ that money
f-ckin’ yo b-tch, yo honey
she got work, i got work
f-ck yo b-tch, go up her skirt
tube-top make her squirt

[bridge: robb bank$ ]
you ain’t my set than f-ck ya
brand new k, and that bih’ russian
i’m runnin’, i’m runnin’
i run to that that money
i’m runnin’, i’m gunnin’
i l1ck on that cl-t
she gon’ suck on that d-ck until i get to bussin’
don’t get a concussion
f-ck with my sset

[verse 2: dooney montana]
if that p-ssy cardi b then i might buy it some new t–th
i was swervin’ in that beamer, spillin’ lean on the seats
any n-gga want it with me, lets set it up, lets meet
i just f-cked her on the run, she can’t nut up on my sheets
bad freak, she lay wit’ me
and i think she from belize
all these n-ggas testin’ me, but the style i got ain’t free
if you play it like ya sweet, i’ll sweep you off ya feet
boy yo chain a cloudy piece
and you know that sh-t look cheap

[verse 3: kid trunks]
dbz my name
gold all on my chain
purple b-tch sticka’
hit her wit the cane
stick talk k!lla’, f-ck her in her brain
vr stunna’, sh-ttin’ all you g-ys
i break, i roll it, i smoke it
she all on my d-ck like she want it
p-ssy wetter than a ocean
please don’t keep caution, please don’t keep caution
her p-ssy wetter than a faucet
p-ssy n-gga lame as f-ck
i’m f-ckin’ this b-tch while i’m tourin’

[outro: kid trunks]

- robb bank lyrics

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