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robb bank$ - killer lyrics

[intro]
i’m working on dying
yeah yeah (uh huh)
aye (wak wak wak)
aye, aye (grr)
aye, aye (wak wak wak)
aye, aye (yuh)

[chorus]
k!ller, dealer
hydrogen filler (rah)
and i’m in the cut on sizzurp
oh, you teach arts and crafts? let’s scissor (yeah yeah)
hit her, twitter
or dm me on insta (brr)
i just got the hoe out the motel six
and you took her out to dinner (yuh)

[post-chorus]
i see about ten of them, dog
one my one, i’m finna pick them off (pew pew pew pew pew pew)
say you sset and you know you fraud
hk, sk, n-gga take y’all off (grr)
and my walk in a badmon, y’all
i’m a broward county n-gga, i ain’t fan of them, dog (yuh)
i just made me an m and m, dog
put a bag on your head, get you top chopped off (bah bah bah bah bah)

[verse]
i just told her keep up with the pace (rawr)
i just took it out my pants, put it on her face (rah)
i just took her to the back and went to outer sp-ce (yuh yuh yuh)
call me luke skywalker with the green lightsaber
shots move, pace swift like taylor
i’ma hit em up, while you watch for the raiders (yuh)
she gon’ give it up, oh we not gon’ take her (yuh)
you know how i give it up, i got flavor to savor (rawr)
told your lil b-tch, come swing my way
she bend it back, i hit it out the frame (yeah)
young basqui here, show you how far i came (yeah)
blonde b-tch tryna f-ck, get the bill [?]
clap for a boss boss, big dog, warm up (wah wah)
rua, shogun, s-x tape with casca (wah wah)
crash out paul walk, y’all n-ggas talk talk (wak wak)
and i cut em all off, then went and bought a sawed off (wah wah wah)
and i’m a g*nius, gza
b-tch, you a schoolboy, need a sza
i sold a jay rock in elementary
all you gonna see is k-dots, and you keep tripping
and to be honest, i’m the top dawgy
tell your lil boyfriend to come out the closet
out the hyperbolic, planet broward county
yeah i got z-fighters, teen gohan, no yamchas

[bridge]
i was in north carolina
tryna f-ck her legs off
took her shirt off, twist it round her head
wave it like a helicopter
feel like night at the improv:
y’all n-ggas comical
i might just skirt off
hit a n-gga block with the k, get caught by the helicopter (yuh)

- robb bank lyrics

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