Robb Banks

Lean
(I think I might be happy) Where the roofs? Roof loose nigga (?) (Happy) And the finest of the Actavis [Verse 1] I get it 25-8, still put that dick in her face If you don't get shoot, you get played I ate her out in a Wraith You broke, you pussy ass lame I roast her, you don't get no fades Fuck nigga look at your tape I gave her so much dick that she need a break [Hook] Clean, clean, I'm only sippin' clean Niggas sleep, bleed, lookin' like a walkin' dream In supreme, 'preme, got your bitch all on a beam Need a screen, queens, your new boyfriend look like me Clean, clean, I'm only sippin' clean Niggas sleep, bleed, lookin' like a walkin' dream In supreme, 'preme, got your bitch all on a beam Need a screen, queens, your new boyfriend look like me Songtexte[Verse 2] I walk right with rifles, shot I'm shootin' at vitals, shot Bitch I am so viral, shot My mixtape on Tidal, shot You ain't nobody on Tidal, shot Bitch I'm at a piano recital, shot Hey dude pass me that lighter, shot Got two hoes, I can't choose, indecisive, shot Bitch you know I pull up in the Benz truck I tell that ho shut the fuck up She smokin' Flockaveli, Part 1 I put a pill up that bitch butt I ain't got no roof so I move up Your bitch is so loose my dick had enough She choked on that nut, got her stomach pumped I sold her my (?) but I nip tuck You a (?) but you square, yeah These niggas puffin' (?), yeah Your funeral is next year I'm already pickin' out what I'm gonna wear, yeah And banned me from Carls Square Still got some socials from (?) the next day Read her stomach, see my name Still at LaQuinta, all day Nigga you quarter five, he half a five, I'm whole five, rank Hundred and fifty packs back in the day Our plug caught a case and got out the next day Snitch like a bitch and got 'tron on your face And smoke 301, boy you know that the rank I wore out my fans when they asked me to break I go on vacation after my teenage, ay [Hook] Clean, clean, I'm only sippin' clean Niggas sleep, bleed, lookin' like a walkin' dream In supreme, 'preme, got your bitch all on a beam Need a screen, queens, your new boyfriend look like me Clean, clean, I'm only sippin' clean Niggas sleep, bleed, lookin' like a walkin' dream In supreme, 'preme, got your bitch all on a beam Need a screen, queens, your new boyfriend look like me Aus Songtexte Mania