MAY I Robb Bank$ (Ft. Ski Mask the Slump God & XXXTENTACION)
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[Intro: XXXTENTACION]
May I, may I
May I, may I (Huh, ayy)
May I, may I, may I (Ayy), may I
May I, may I, may I (I'm working on dying)
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Robb Bank$]
May I flex, may I flex (Ayy-ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy), may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy-ayy), may I flex (Ayy)
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh (Ayy)
Feel like Martin Luther, huh
Except I keep a Ruger, huh (Wooh!)
I can't sleep, she on my body
I tell her cut, no movie, huh, hey, ayy
May I flex, may I flex (Ayy-ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy), may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy-ayy), may I flex (SSET)
May I
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Flex in the back of the matte truck
Yeah, I ride in the back of the Bach, huh
That's why I ride with the tints in the black truck
Bullet proof masked up, big .38 back, back, boy, back up
Infidelity run through me mind like my last name motherfuckin' Castro
And the ice by Gima but the shit came from Scotland the way I made the glass glow (Mwah)
Bitch, we steppin' on them niggas, ayy, steppin' on them niggas
Bitch, we reppin' on them niggas, bitch, we reppin' on them niggas
I'll blitz the fuck nigga, I'll hit the fuck nigga
I'll get up on him broad day and pop the nigga melon, uh
Left that nigga stank, tell me who gon' rob the bank?
Pull up ridin' in a tank, see my opp you know I crank
Hoes see me, yeah, they faint, lil' mama want a taste
Let me bust it in her face, better eat me on her lunch break
May I, may I
May I, may I (Huh, ayy)
May I, may I, may I (Ayy), may I
May I, may I, may I (I'm working on dying)
[Chorus: XXXTENTACION & Robb Bank$]
May I flex, may I flex (Ayy-ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy), may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy-ayy), may I flex (Ayy)
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh
May I, huh, may I, huh (Ayy)
Feel like Martin Luther, huh
Except I keep a Ruger, huh (Wooh!)
I can't sleep, she on my body
I tell her cut, no movie, huh, hey, ayy
May I flex, may I flex (Ayy-ayy)
May I flex, may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy), may I flex (Huh)
May I flex (Ayy-ayy), may I flex (SSET)
May I
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Flex in the back of the matte truck
Yeah, I ride in the back of the Bach, huh
That's why I ride with the tints in the black truck
Bullet proof masked up, big .38 back, back, boy, back up
Infidelity run through me mind like my last name motherfuckin' Castro
And the ice by Gima but the shit came from Scotland the way I made the glass glow (Mwah)
Bitch, we steppin' on them niggas, ayy, steppin' on them niggas
Bitch, we reppin' on them niggas, bitch, we reppin' on them niggas
I'll blitz the fuck nigga, I'll hit the fuck nigga
I'll get up on him broad day and pop the nigga melon, uh
Left that nigga stank, tell me who gon' rob the bank?
Pull up ridin' in a tank, see my opp you know I crank
Hoes see me, yeah, they faint, lil' mama want a taste
Let me bust it in her face, better eat me on her lunch break
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