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robb bank - new york lyrics

imma keep! imma keep it gully with you all
this whole character this, yo i’m not feelin it yo
n-gg-r! the f-ck are you really on n-gg-r?
f-ck it!
rappin bout f-ckin naruto and cartoons and sh-t
playing with pokemon cards n-gg-r
what the f-ck you on son?
get yo f-ckin’ mind right yo
seen him talkin bout being in new york when n-gg-r when?
you ain’t come to bh nowhere in harlem we seen you son
word to my mother on every side of her family yo
kids, nieces, nephews

p-ssy n-gg-r tell me how it feel
pie on the cool till they all know end is here
new york, b-tch i’m out in new york
sh-t i just lit a newport
i made yo main retwist my new grove ay
said i’m feeling like i’m new york
i brought broward floridian to new york
i already f-cked your new hoe
still pour’em dirty sprite telling’em it’s nuevo

ay look, what the f-ck these new n-gg-rs mean
cuff a flood b-tch in a skyscr-per don’t
bank$ got twinkies in 2013
florida heat basquiat
my jalapeño with a habanero
put your sister in a carrera and dirty in her sierra
ay that whitey new n-gg-r from my city gettin to starin
water fill up they eye boy make’em cry
and i got new editions to my set up room
stop playin with me
think i can’t get bike on point
but the plug cause my motherf-ckin state crooked
and i heard your shone been acting brand new
boy that p-ssy ache for me
bunny ears down the rabbit hole wishing she could be flow
touchin but i need more and i bet she don’t say sh-t
burn n-gg-r with calendars
so they can learn the basics

new york, b-tch i’m out in new york
sh-t i just lit a newport
i made yo main retwist my new grove ay
said i’m feeling like i’m new york
i brought broward floridian to new york
i already f-cked your new hoe
still pour’em dirty sprite telling’em it’s nuevo

the word around twitter
robb bank$ is raider klan
the word around twitter
bank$ lying bout his daddy
the word around twitter
bank$ got pressure when he land
but ain’t no word around broward
i’m see where y’all at
f-ck n-gg-r i ain’t new to this business
got family been juggin’ centuries
blood line heavy but she feather weight
when i pick her up and i hit her with my steak
but boy never again one strip club
that a n-gg-r slipped lost all my bread
which i made a little better had every b-tch
there lying hands through my dreadlocks
b-tch in the sand like ‘ while
you thumb checks through drive-through
been dead broke but ‘.
i got bands like high school
like your parents garage
free place to get off and if he call
now you get one for free like a ‘

- robb bank lyrics

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