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Featuring Phlo Finister [Verse 1: Robb Bank$] Aye I'm blowing cancer clouds just to stunt Reggaeton out the mouth of my plug Over a mil for your deal, I bet you still ain't bought a gun That random shit you call kush look like it came with the swisher All these blues clues pussies Random niggas done came into the picture bitch My lil' nigga whats up when I got a scale out of bail You want to see that shit for yourself? Well bring that ass to Slaughterdale Side-note, bitch ain't know the empire you been reppin' all built on lies, ho I'm bout to build up out mine, to where I make these teens talk Sit on the hood of this designer that a nigga that copped while out in Chilango Swear that the whole time you been talking I just imagine laying beside ya' Swear I be having myself convinced that I don't love these hoes But be falling in love with all the ones that don't take the time to text me on my phone White lies, put a ease on her mind She thought about giving me head while I drive, threw D's on her mind So, one time yeah I been in love just one time The other four, they ain't really count I couldn't really call none of them mine, know what I'm talkin' bout? And I'm fine with the guilt, all them spiritual women I had fucked with Saying I should get out my head, experience love But they ain't never want to take that shit past touching SongtexteNo, won't say I love you for such bluffs there's repercussions But no, the drum kit by my heart be the spot that you hear in the percussion Aye, why lie she ain't my type that's a given But when I hit it from the back, boy we look gooder than hell Yeah that girl complexion matte, and she smell like Chanel You see my hand through that lace, of that Victoria, don't tell em fuck boy [Hook: Phlo Finister] x2 I'mma leave I don't want to stay Once again that I'll find it my way, my way, my way [Verse 2: Robb Bank$] Sim, simmer What's new, a nigga quit drinking liquor But what's new with you, except that ass getting a lil' bigger No disrespect to you I admire that, in the old days, I might have liked that, but no no You can't stay in contact, no I don't miss you, shit but I'll give it to you You had it first, broke it first I'd get a full clip, or credit to where ever it's deserved When I came to, I had smanged two, to get over you Shit, so from me to you, bitch, I'm saying thank you Aye I'm too good to these people, and they don't see shit But the RSVP's from the DM Boy Ill punch your VS so people only touch your DM Should get the color right and get your bitch out my DM's Aye and all these niggas pussy, I could see they camel toe And that four eyed pose just have me fucking you slow Don't think for one second I made love to you ho And you having her twist up your pine Become equivalent to call the name you ho My eyes look hypnotized bout how she rise like when the Pokemon enable it back Parsel tongue in her ear and get all up inside her And keep in mind that nigga still a minor But besides that I drop my pants and release the Kraken Stick it in and massage that Bitch look like an Odd Future fan, the way she roll her eyes back [Hook] x2 Aus Songtexte Mania