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Counting (March) Robb Bank$

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Counting (March) - Robb Bank$
I think I might be happy

[Hook]
Yeah we got one year till we dead nigga
Two twins count my bread nigga
40 racks that I saved up on 44's outside of your crib nigga
Eight shots bust your head nigga
Both neighbors found you, you gone nigga
Bet you ain't know you could flip a whole half
To a oz. now you looking like "O" nigga

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
I got money I should be spending
Bonds I should be mending
And relationships are just relations
That shoebox bread that you been saving
I take that
One wrap
2 wrap
Best believe I face that
Tongue down your bitch
I bet she get high when she taste that
No Khalifa cliche
I keep her texts on freeze frame
I screen-shoot it
It's easy
I'll send it if you wanna see it mane
I got hoes all on my dick
Cuz I'm cheatin' like Joey Greco
I'm in a Volvo
Ridin through SoHo
Me and that same bitch
Backseat of a four door
4'4's in a four door
Six golds with four more
That's right lil bitch
I want the whole row
You ain't nothin' but pussy
I know so
I'm watching Ricki Lake
Lookin like James Bond'
All my niggas on different watches
But know we on the same time
She said 'I'll probably be gone by the time you read this"
But I'm scrolling through her old texts
To find pics of cleavage
I remember it got deleted
But in my head I can still see it
Got my head between her legs
But just chill I'm just gettin a retwist...
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