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Dro Kenji

Rob Da Bank

 

Rob Da Bank


Wh-wh-who the fuck is Gosha?
Kenji
Uh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ayy, fuck them, who the opposition?
Need some drink in my system (Uh)
She popped a Perky, had her missing from her mind and her mental
(Ayy)
These niggas hate me, I got popping off a few instrumentals
And I could probably take his bitch, she blow my dick like a whistle

And all my niggas really slime, so you might fuck 'round, get missing
Who be playing 'round with them sticks, nigga?
Better hope we miss, nigga
My big brother got a trigger finger and it's aiming perfect at a pussy-nigga
We ain't playing 'round, we ain't politicing with a bitch-nigga
Swear your ho just hit my line
Press decline, I ain't never lie
I ain't finna sit around with no ho talking 'bout nonsense, bitch, bye
Acting like a bird, you should let her fly
Acting like a bird, she don't wanna ride
Acting like a bird, she gon' wanna ride when she see a Bentley with the red seats outside

Ayy, fuck them, who the opposition?
Need some drink in my system (Uh)
She popped a Perky, had her missing from her mind and her mental
(Ayy)
These niggas hate me, I got popping off a few instrumentals
And I could probably take his bitch, she blow my dick like a whistle

Ayy, her heart made of Nine Twenty Five
Going on the road, she ain't gon' ride
We gon' ride, but we ain't gon' die
Pop another Perc' and I might fly
My mouth closed, I ain't testifying
Lil' nigga telling, he ain't really slime
Hang a nigga slime, he ain't got a dime
Capping for the pussy, boy, you just a clown
Ayy, let's go, let's go, let's go rob the bank, uh
All my niggas really with me, if you not, you fake
And if you really rolling with me, you gon' bring the bank bag home
Huh, huh, slime
Ayy, let's go, let's go, let's go rob this fuck-boy
All my niggas really with me, if you not, you stuck, boy
I got lots of drugs, tell me what you want, boy, oh
Slime

Ayy, fuck them, who the opposition?
Need some drink in my system (Uh)
She popped a Perky, had her missing from her mind and her mental
(Ayy)
These niggas hate me, I got popping off a few instrumentals
And I could probably take his bitch, she blow my dick like a whistle
Ayy, fuck them, who the opposition?
Need some drink in my system (Uh)
She popped a Perky, had her missing from her mind and her mental
(Ayy)
These niggas hate me, I got popping off a few instrumentals
And I could probably take his bitch, she blow my dick like a whistle

Slatt

hecho

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