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robb bank$ - fo fo 4z lyrics

(intro)
(vigz make it nasty) (d+mn flex you did it again)
yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah

(verse 1)
p+ssy i got fo’ fo’ fo’ fourteens in the back trunk
b+tch i feel like trippie redd need a coi leroy on all fours
cross my fingers up like naruto cuz these n+ggas all clones
(?) i need your body i’ll give you all tongue (yeah!)
got a little money on the come up, wish up on em cosmo wanda
all pink timmy turner, all black king of wakanda
my account zero zero zero comma
f+ckin’ that b+tch on ig that you follow
gag reflex don’t matter just swallow
if you spit it back up i ain’t buyin’ yo honda

(hook)
ride for me (yeah), p+ssy ass b+tch die for me
b+tch tell me would you die for me
slide for me, get yo gun then you (pop) for me
fire for me, god’s son up in this b+tch (chyea)

(verse 2)
aye hop in, all ten toes down b+tch
car sick, call her in, she can’t stomach it
one more ‘gain! (yeah!)
got yo b+tch to break her back again
hold on where she live? (yeah!)
same building as that opp n+gga
what now? zip that sh+t, ‘for i gotta dethrone a queen
i just drank a quart of lean, back when this sh+t was cheap for the pt
no i ain’t payin’ 15 for no wok
came to the airbnb she gotta blow sum
3 friends here want more it’s a foursome
yeah i look like goku but i’m barred up
and i like when that corsett laced
she like femto give me one more chance
all this hourglass ain’t worth one grain of sand
i stare at a dyk+ show her what a man like
my white b+tch saw what the pack look like
put my chain on my d+ck, ice cream right
ask her what her ass would do for a klondike
eat that hoe p+ssy then f+ck me right
(hook)
ride for me (yeah), p+ssy ass b+tch die for me
b+tch tell me would you die for me
slide for me, get yo gun then you (pop) for me
fire for me, god’s son up in this b+tch (chyea)

(outro)
yeah, yeah yeah, yeah
aye that n+gga vigz tryin me man, be makin that
yeah, yeah, yeah!
yeaaaah, and i meant that, p+ssy b+tch yeah
femto
you know
i go
so slow
then i speed it up speed it up speed it up speed it up
beat it up beat it up beat it up beat it up
in yo mouth got, yeah, chyea, keep that

- robb bank lyrics

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