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robb bank$ - my bleed lyrics

[intro]
these b+tches don’t bleed how i bleed
talk how i talk, weave how i weave
i slide soft in a land rover jeep
shift what the b+tch n+ggas ain’t never seen
(you already know what it is, p+ssy, hahahaha)
(evil empire, b+tch)
(one thousand grams uncut to the gut)

[chorus]
y’all n+ggas been goin’ out sad
boy, you should’ve known she ain’t love you back
your b+tch f+cked me just to get you mad
then got obsessed, n+gga, how you love that?
talk all of my sh+t, i backed up what i said
ain’t got nothin’ to prove to no n+gga or b+tch
i ain’t never been p+ssy, i’m far from a trick
name ain’t never been daddy, f+ck you and them kids, n+gga
these b+tches don’t bleed how i bleed
talk how i talk, weave how i weave
i slide soft in a land rover jeep
shift what the b+tch n+ggas ain’t never seen

[verse]
old school chevy, n+gga, porsche
ten toes down, js don’t got a crease
walk one mile in my ts forces
you gon’ understand why i’m back on the lean (n+gga)
n+gga, you got hoes now, ain’t it? (yuh)
n+gga, you got court days facin’ (yuh)
n+gga, you got foes now, ain’t it? (yuh)
yeah, n+gga, you gotta pour now, ain’t it? (n+gga, yuh)
n+gga, you be on your toes now, ain’t it? (yuh)
n+gga, you got time that’s facin’ (for sure)
n+ggas tryna get you up out the way and you ain’t gon’ let ’em, ain’t it?
pfft, f+ck no, n+gga
you went through the pain and came straight from your row
your block where you stood, where n0body don’t fold (n+gga)
i caught n+ggas bluffs, n+ggas was never tough
i’m the golden child, y’all wasn’t outside enough (n+gga)
the real chosen one, got a face on my tongue
y’all don’t do what i do, if i did it, it’s done
put my dawg on the tour bus if he on the run
n+ggas soft and i’m as solid as they come
it’s me, her, and her friend getting chewed in the coupe
how you get three in there when it only seat two?
i’m a real mathematician, i go bob the builder
i talk to my hoes and i talk to my tools
in jamaica ’cause none of your texts don’t come through
ultimatums, b+tch, i chose the booth over you
’cause nine times out of ten, don’t care how good you do
they still find a way to blame they sh+t on you, n+gga (b+tch)
[chorus]
these b+tches don’t bleed how i bleed
talk how i talk, weave how i weave
these b+tches don’t bleed how i bleed
talk how i talk, weave how i weave, n+gga
y’all n+ggas been goin’ out sad
boy, you should’ve known she ain’t love you back
your b+tch f+cked me just to get you mad
then got obsessed, n+gga, how you love that?
i don’t wanna know no love like that, b+tch
i don’t wanna know no love like that, uh
i ain’t never know no love like that, b+tch
i ain’t never know no love like that, yuh

[outro]
i ain’t never know no love like that
pullin’ your hair, slappin’ your ass
pullin’ your hair, slappin’ your ass
(evil empire)
hit it from the back like brrap, brrap, brrap
(we ain’t new to this)
(we true to this)
(stop that, bring it back)
(this sh+t is hot)
(make a sound for me)

- robb bank lyrics

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