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can't feel my face - ​wifisfuneral & robb bank$ lyrics

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[intro: robb bank$ & wifisfuneral]
yeah, ya dig what i’m saying?
reporting live from stanfield
organization, yeah
ssetlife
ya’ll ready to die? oh my
yeah, yeah, yeah, ya dig? (yuh)

[verse 1: robb bank$ & wifisfuneral]
big flex, young n-ggas know they can’t test that
posted on the block with the fn
chop a n-gga soul, with the fn, uh, yuh
ayy, red flags, f-ck n-gga know he can’t test that, uh
whipping in the mazi, gotta flex that, uh
whipping in an audi, gotta stretch that
yeah, uhh, break that b-tch heart like a kit kat
lil b-tch, she say she can’t take d-ck
lil b-tch, she say she can’t take that
i’m off the drank, where the tech at?

[chorus: robb bank$]
100 band, 100 band, get it (yuh)
and a n-gga walk around with it (yuh, yuh)
look up in the sky, that griffith (sset)
n-gga want beef, let’s get it (let’s get it)

[verse 2: wifisfuneral & robb bank$]
i pour a six in the crush, it’s a must (it’s a must)
smoke on a backwood, that sh-t full of musk (sh-t full of musk)
i just went f-cked up a 10 at the lux (woo)
told that b-tch suck that d-ck quick, in a rush
ayy, told that b-tch suck on that d-ck with no rubber
ayy, i lay that d-ck down with that b-tch under covers
i’m the king, kiss the crown, the royal p-n-s get snuggled
yeah, my b-tch put it down and that p-ssy get smuggled
i pull up like, vvs, uh
i hope these f-ck n-ggas see me, uh
ratchet b-tch, no she won’t eat me, uh (on god)
she said she saw me on tv
she know i feed her that pee-pee, uh
white b-tch, she goin’ by deedee
she order that d-ck like a cc
black panther, wakanda my pinky, ya dig me?
uh, play that ho heart like a harp (like a harp)
uh, my bullets sharper than darts (like a dart)
uh, kush, it be loud like a fart (like a fart)
i got that iron like my name tony stark

[chorus: robb bank$ & wifisfuneral]
100 band, 100 band, get it (ayy, ayy)
uh, runnin’ like the gingerbread with it (okay)
n-ggas wanna be like griffith (ayy)
uh, n-gga want beef, let’s get it (yuh)
100 band, 100 band, get it (yuh)
uh, runnin’ like the gingerbread with it (yuh, yuh)
n-gga wanna be like griffith (yuh)
n-gga want beef, let’s get it (yuh)

[outro: robb bank$ & wifisfuneral]
okay
ya dig?
ya dig that? ya dig?
on god, yeah
huh, huh

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