EI Robb Bank$

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[Intro]
No roof
No roof
No roof
(I think I might be happy) Mhm

[Verse 1]
Super head (Yeah), super head (Yeah, yeah)
Super head (Yeah), I need super head (Yeah, yeah)
Super head (Yeah), super head (Yeah, yeah)
Lil mama brain dead (Wah), gave that stupid head
Pew pew pew, click, bah, now they all dead
High speed, top off, ran off on the feds (Rah, rah, rah, rah)
She got a bust like it's the seventies, so call me Fez (Uh)
I douse up everything in kerosene then light the match (Yeah, yeah yeah yeah) (Happy, happy)
Catch me on the backstreet, servin' dubs
I'm cutting up, she a dut, but I still fuck
I don't care, shoulder shrug, mid grade niggas get smoked like shrubs (Uh)
I get in them guts, and I scored like I came with puck, bitch
Yeah, young Femto swerving (Wah), best seen in person
Said that dick was perfect, but she left me burnin' (Burnin')
Spillin' all the tea (Tea), fuck is up, Kermit? (Bitch)
And she look like Madonna (Ooh), but she not a virgin (Goddamn)
Lamborghini, for no reason, call me greeny, see me (Perfect)
Fettuccine, while I dream of Jeanie, on the TV (Perfect)
I'm greedy, greasy, crack your shit like Petey, don't believe me? (Perfect)
You don't entertain me, you don't stimulate me, sorry baby (Perfect)
I met a bitch with a earring in her pussy (Perfect)
Tossed out the flip phone, cause these crackers lurking (Perfect)
I'm the manifesto, the general, the birdy (Perfect)
Drop that pussy in my shop if it's out of service (Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, uh)

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