lirik lagu robb bank – on me (batonrouge)
[hook: robb bank$]
got bands on the beans let me see it i’mma get it from me
tell the peoples on me, i got bond money
legal money, got it illegal
shawty she on it, i came, she caught it splash
i don’t even know why all you little f-ck boys always tryna’ be like me
they don’t know i got lean on me
yo b-tch took a sip then leaned on me
hey b-tch i get money like
boy i got your ho f-cking like
when they hear a n-gg- coming and i, (beep)
catch a n-gg- smart stunning like, that’s right lil’ b-tch
[verse 1: robb bank$]
we all on sight, all i ever hear is on sight
well f-ck n-gg- i’m here, look for the n-gg- with the hair
you walk by, no surprise
keep using that mangekyō then you bound to go blind
b-tch i came on two xan’s them two milligrams
and i’m tryna’ say i pour a five jug out of spite
just to want on yo’ one cliché lean high
with the 275, still a ss n-gg-
smart stunna she suck it, sound like a lisp my n-gg-
put it on paper i go get it like a list n-gg-
f-ck around with sp-ceghost guarantee you one dead -ss n-gg-
no issue, boy i’ll die for my n-gg- what i got to be scared for
crazy twitter bio say psycho when you half way dead
at least you look crazy ol’ silly -ss n-gg-
puttin’ on your momma dress don’t make you no killer
sh-t, norman bates -ss n-gg-
aye short just dropped high school wasn’t my cup of tea
and a degree, definitely wasn’t my pop
but thems hoes taught a n-gg- bout’ them pills i listened
had leaves, stones and mist
from the water whip i’ll hit it, my mom was on the riches
headbands my n-gg-
still cut a n-gg- lean, still don’t cut deals
feel like the akatsuki the way i crack seals
[hook: robb bank$]
[verse 2: robb bank$]
your b-tch want to suck the codeine out a n-gg-
high as f-ck the police, but all you do is investigate me n-gg-
i rep fla but no, handshakes don’t mean sh-t to me n-gg-
and ain’t n-body like me sh-t, i’m meg griffin n-gg-
aye got walk around money, look like the diamond’s jogging
so a n-gg- think he getting questioned at dinner
when the waiter walk up to my table with a dumb -ss statement like
“steal a sparkler”
your paycheck stuck in between my teeth
these ain’t pull-outs boy i’m permanently thuggin’
and your main b-tch love it
look how you living, eat enticing meat for dinner, robin givens -ss n-gg-
don’t know what they got until it’s gone
but no refunds on your virginity
now you always got the one like trinity
boy i f-cked your ho, then eat your soul, got it personal
it went in my unfinished mixtape
i take his -ss off right after the drake mix
dusty shoe n-gg- say he running through a check
tell his -ss shh, be quiet while i sip
b-tch i run my city, even call the mixtape my city
on some cliché sh-t, see i’m using big words
now i been cross the globe, met foreign hoes
we speaking in tongues and i ain’t even say h-llo
p-ssy n-gg- pause on that vhs my b-tch don’t like that gay sh-t
see what happened to that 3rd n-gg- that tried to strip
everybody think the trap god ain’t in real life they trap lords
lying about they sack like a dyk-
[hook: robb bank$]
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