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robb bank$ - let da beat build lyrics

[intro]
yeah, drip in these again
nah, for real
i just told richie we rich
what’s up, [?]

[bridge]
yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?

[verse 1]
we gon’ take some molly and geek all day
i’ma maker her play that [?] broadway
i’ma take that d-ck, put it in your broad face
shawty, k my sset and he shoot broad day
tentacle in my pants, do you eat squid, baby?
falconia my gang, sir griffith head, baby?
okay, my jacket on motorcycle but that’s all gas, lil baby
my drip all on your breath, i know my swag, lil baby
inuyasha slime fit, ain’t no police, dawg
i’m off the leash with $12k on my canine t–th, dawg
i’ma swipe through, grab no gown, nanamean, dawg
way up, i leave, don’t brush my t–th, i see your lease, dawg
femto, how i’m livin’, i’ma eat that p-ssy ’til you come
naraku how i’m drippin’, got a sugar jewel shard on my tongue
still in the egg, no majin, you don’t want no eclipse, keep me out that sun
i just met kehlani, told her it’s a party, come next door

[hook]
mama told me never trust these hoes, they all thots
bought a supercharger and i made the block hot
we just keep them racks comin’ and it don’t stop
he thought he was gang ’til he seen that green dot
big sset drippin’, bigger than a beanstalk
got extension on the glock, it got 17 shots
and i gave your daughter d-ck, turned her to a teen mom
i just slid on richie, tell him make the beat drop

[verse 2]
gave that b-tch a bean
and she goin’ dumb up in my sheets
blue cheese in my jeans
make her [?] like real gs
bird flyin’ on my arrival, we still soarin’
i got an addy like a [?], b-tch, we focused
double crossed the phone, b-tch, they left me soulless
ain’t no f-ck n-gga dap my hand, you ain’t my homie
blue cheese, no ranch, i said f-ck all these n-ggas
quit cigarettes, i’ma have to smoke these n-ggas
got a bad bronze b-tch and she look like cardi, n-gga
i turn the b-tch on, i bet you wan’ off me, n-gga

[hook]
mama told me never trust these hoes, they all thots
bought a supercharger and i made the block hot
we just keep them racks comin’ and it don’t stop
he thought he was gang ’til he seen that green dot
big sset drippin’, bigger than a beanstalk
got extension on the glock, it got 17 shots
gave your daughter d-ck, turned her to a teen mom
i just slid on richie, tell him make the beat drop

[outro]
roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof
bangin’ on roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof
n-gga, don’t roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof
big dog, i roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof

- robb bank lyrics

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