[Intro: Robb Bank$]
Mhm, mhm
Xan with that lean is the combination, forever
You lil' bitch
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
And this goes to my bout it hoes and my niggas
My SS savages are my killers
And them crackers that tried to put me on papers when they drinking
So stop acting I'll be your big break off of you, broke nigga
Because when I see you its all smiles and laughs like the opening credits
So make that trunk thunderclap and I bet that you was gon' condensate
And I make it rain, and I can handle it
Florida Boy I done dealt with hurricanes, shit
And you was thick fine hustle, no pants but knock the ash off
And run yourself a mineral bath while me and Purrp in the bathsalt
She takes the twitpic's, I can tell from her avatar that she suck dick
Talkin' fire Legend of Korra ass niggas get me out my element (shit)
KDia pocket tee, don't drag mud on my bitches name tag
So I'mma snap if my shone cover-up (?)
Cancel paper out the black, prescription pad up in my glass
Cancer in my lungs my nigga, rest in peace (?)
You mighty mouse niggas taking cheese from the trap
I see your ass is into some Ti$a, but a nigga can't afford this Stray Rats, shit
Fuck you, fuck your clique, fuck your momma, I raped your bitch
Fuck with me, get your ass popped trying to fuck with Screech
I'm in a M3
And you ain't sippin' lean that shits from Walgreens
Look like a white back drop when I lit off 10 shots in my Tallgeese
Me and my connect has done some business
I put my chickens with his biscuits
And that's and eye for an eye considering that these bitches is watching
Grown man and they know to look a real nigga in his eye
Hoping that all these chicken heads give up breast and thighs for Kentucky Fried
Mhm, mhm
Xan with that lean is the combination, forever
You lil' bitch
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
And this goes to my bout it hoes and my niggas
My SS savages are my killers
And them crackers that tried to put me on papers when they drinking
So stop acting I'll be your big break off of you, broke nigga
Because when I see you its all smiles and laughs like the opening credits
So make that trunk thunderclap and I bet that you was gon' condensate
And I make it rain, and I can handle it
Florida Boy I done dealt with hurricanes, shit
And you was thick fine hustle, no pants but knock the ash off
And run yourself a mineral bath while me and Purrp in the bathsalt
She takes the twitpic's, I can tell from her avatar that she suck dick
Talkin' fire Legend of Korra ass niggas get me out my element (shit)
KDia pocket tee, don't drag mud on my bitches name tag
So I'mma snap if my shone cover-up (?)
Cancel paper out the black, prescription pad up in my glass
Cancer in my lungs my nigga, rest in peace (?)
You mighty mouse niggas taking cheese from the trap
I see your ass is into some Ti$a, but a nigga can't afford this Stray Rats, shit
Fuck you, fuck your clique, fuck your momma, I raped your bitch
Fuck with me, get your ass popped trying to fuck with Screech
I'm in a M3
And you ain't sippin' lean that shits from Walgreens
Look like a white back drop when I lit off 10 shots in my Tallgeese
Me and my connect has done some business
I put my chickens with his biscuits
And that's and eye for an eye considering that these bitches is watching
Grown man and they know to look a real nigga in his eye
Hoping that all these chicken heads give up breast and thighs for Kentucky Fried
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