Robb Banks

Knock Ya Self Out
Wah, wah, wah (Wah, wah) Wah, wah (Woop, woop woop, wah) Wah, wah, wah Yeah Yeah, I'm the same nigga put the stick to your aunty 'Til them crackers threw it in that old ass Camry Showerin' in her pussy then I shower, now you're Lassie Dogs go to heaven, yeah, I'm God spelled backwards (Ugh) Bitch, if you thought you'd get a feat', you thought otherwise Black bitch, white bitch, like a nigga colorblind Yeah, I know that I'm the shit, don't know 'bout that other guy (Yeah) Baby, who you come here with? You broke as fuck, I wonder why (Swear) Idol, artist, push it hardest, hit yo target, missed me, farthest (Wak, wak, wak, wak, wak, wak, squawk) Pulled off, six speed, nerd bitch, jinkies, bathtub lift up, walls do a three-sixty (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Like, "Okay Femto, show 'em where the Benz go" Only one Benz punani, no Ford Lorenzo Had to stop fuckin' the bitch, turned to schizo (Ugh) I slip knots in my big-boy jeans, Kin$oul But I to brag, put her face in lap Is it brakes or gas? Either way I crash And the bitch say that she model for a year and a half And I don't need no Perc' 10, either way I last (Yeah) Mano y mano (Facts), I'm grown you a toddler (Yeah) Need Demi Lovato (Yeah), singing bravado (Yeah) Put dick in yo side though (Yeah), wanna ride, need a saddle (Yeah) SongtexteYeah, I just wanna lay though (Bitch), look like got hit by a cyclone (Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah) Me and [?] count the likes up, they stream my waves on Tidal She say she wanna go viral, I put that dick in her spinal You know I only hit vitals, I four-thirty tear-drop you I don't run into my rivals, see five/six-thirty arrival College bitch, pussy wet, so she wet as geyser She say that she miss the dick so I'm gon' remind her Eye-to-eye contact, nut on her lens and blind her Gotta sip some semi-automatic play at my concert (Yeah, yeah, yeah) And I brought Triss through (Wak), I'm finna frisk you (Yuh) And I wanna invert pain in ya mental (Yuh, yuh) I'm big F.E.M.T.O. (SSET), what it stand for? "Fuck Every Month 'Til they Obey", yes sir (SSET) Wah, wah wah wah, wah wah wah, wak (Knock ya self out) Oh you modelin' momma? (Uh) Don't make me knock yo ass out Wanna let ya hair down? (Go) I'll knock ya ass out Oh you ready to move? (Let's go) Knock yo ass out Wanna sit in the Coupe? (Come on) Don't make me knock yo ass out Oh you modelin' momma? (Uh) Knock that hoe down Wanna let ya hair down? (Go) Knock his ass out Oh you ready to move? (Let's go) Knock yo ass out Wanna sit in the Coupe? (Come on) Knock ya self out, bitch Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, mwah Yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, mwah Aus Songtexte Mania