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kase - robb bank$ lyrics

[intro]
i’m never that, that jealous where i have to like really show it, so
i know i’m a ugly motherf*cker, but i got a bad b*tch
y’know ‘am saying, that’s all i really need, anything else is just a picture
(aye, n*gga)

[verse: robb bank$]
it’s the god almighty, violator chris lighty
big bank, been takin’ them bank
why you think n0body never rob me?
knock on wood, tap it twice on the forehead
all my old hoes wanna be my new b*tch
maybe i watched too much cartoons as a kid
never thought once ’bout changin’ the outfit
n*ggas be swearin’ you know me
but if i told you, then that would be snitchin’
what i mean these days, snitchin’ and
tryna keepin’ it real in this music businеss
i know that you hate robb banks
i know that you in love with richard
tired of hеarin’ me b*tchin’ and stop tryin’ to low*key listen
and learn ’bout all of my s*xual endeavors
they low*key dissin’, but still listen to the ism
if you the teacher, i’m the princ*p*l
my loneliness, i’m in a relationship with it
don’t talk to n0body, just pant to these b*tches
imagine how much they gon’ charge for the sample
i can pay it off with the money i made on sample
sawgrass, i’ma exit on ninety*five
get in the stash, it’s a rodeo house
i’m leanin’ in the cut like, “what them boys sippin’?”
thought we locked eyes, but she just stared at my necklace
dirty gatorade, real team player
top dog gave sza singin’ lessons
i’m not in that realm, they destined to fail
they can’t even pay rent, i’m out here payin’ bills
i don’t get compliments, they don’t want my head to swell
but i am confidence ’cause i’m bein’ myself
s*xy red b*tch with me, just broke a nail
f*cked off her lashes and tore up her hair
it’s pink, i go pale, but i still don’t go down
n*ggas is booty, if we keep it, it brown
punch all the tickets, they leavin’ pound town
n*gga don’t call me king, despite the diamond crown
you n*ggas work at coffee shop, so we keep it ground
i call him tn, ’cause he stay with the clown
don’t try to text me at 3 am
and talk about how sh*t used to been
talk about how sh*t used to be and how sh*t could’ve been
i look like druski, b*tch?
promise that i ain’t cheat on you once
probably like four if we keepin’ it blunt
it is what it is and it was what it was
but you accepted it all, leavin’ sh*t in my blood, nice
he’s a real nice person (shh)
keep your voice down while i sip
ain’t got no time to be lyin’ to no b*tch
it was me and you from the get (shh)
aight, calm dow, lil’ baby, i ain’t goin’ nowhere
catch up, we caught up, now i gotta dip
long story, short verse, keep it there, yeah
[outro]
she’s beautiful, she’s real pretty when i saw her
know, she used to talk to me, i wasn’t f*ckin’ with her like that
we assume to be mean, but
i f*ck with strictly stripper b*tches
same p*ssy
you gettin’ two for the price of one?
you gettin’ a pretty b*tch and a b*tch that like to f*ck
i’m never that, that jealous where i have to like really show it, so
gta says like six all the time
me, i wasn’t f*ckin’ with her like that
she was pushin’ up on me last

- robb bank lyrics

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