Robb Bank$

Robb Bank$ - Flexin lyrics

rate me

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Got a big blunt of the ganja

2 phones shorty yeah that be my partner

Talking shit about him

You gonna need a doctor

I’m getting high

Getting high like helicopters

In the trunk, in the trunk

I got them choppers

In the trunk, in the trunk

I got them yappers

Fuck these lil niggers doing

Fuck these lil niggers on

Never bitch shorty A town

Know a nigger been putting on

My blunt fool drinking on Rosay

Fuck a niggers bitch

Fuck what the hoes say

All about a check

Bout to get the dough

Hit the block up

Get rid of all this snow

I’m flexin goddamn I’m flexin

Home know I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

I said I’m flexin, godddamn I’m flexin

Niggers know I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

I said I’m flexin, they know I’m flexin

Goddamn this shit I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

Bad bitches know I’m flexin

Tey know I’m flexin

On my dick they know I’m flexin I’m flexin

Rollin up on them 6s with 2 vixens

They love to eat dick like they at a picnic

Bitches know that my sickness

Be on some real shit you feel this?

Where I’m from they’ll kill quick

I’m too sick for this rap shit anthrax shit

She breathe slow to my voice, asthmatic

My presence is like Jurassic tyrannosaurus flex

While them alligators bite lake placid

This a classic I’m ratchet

You acting like you live this shit I live

But nigger you just acting

They be asking money how you swag shit?

Shout out to that zone 4

Boy they on bad shit

Slap a bitch fuck a trick

Pimp shit suck a dick

2013 no sucker shit

Real life shit bitch yeah I do this shit

Saying that you bout this shit

But you ain't doing shit

Yo bitch love me for my jewelry

If I talk it then I do this shit

Say you bout that savage life

But boy you ain't foolin me

Done walked through flames

Made them thunder thighs reign

Just a name things ain't been

The same just a little more hundreds

Double S we don’t need a niggers two cents

Bitch I said bills I ain’t say nothing bout change

Still walk dolo to the store to buy ports black tee slides

And my fire ripping the stitching out my shorts

I’m flexin goddamn I’m flexin

Home know I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

I said I’m flexin, godddamn I’m flexin

Niggers know I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

I said I’m flexin, they know I’m flexin

Goddamn this shit I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

Bad bitches know I’m flexin

Tey know I’m flexin

On my dick they know I’m flexin I’m flexin

From sliding through I’m bout to let you know

Sweden bitch make this money flow

Sad boys bitch I make the whole room glow

Show up to the show with a top 10 model

You don’t want this and you know I got it

Mission grind and lean liquor

Leaves the victim left handed on the beach

Left stranded tattoo on her backside

Sad boys logo leave your body abandoned

Leave it shot for the mass

Slow gems Peter Pan

Captain Hook’s in Japan

Lay’em down in the sand

Told my child that these fuck boys

Will never understand

Mix it up in the pan

H2O, coke flow sniff fast lay low

Snakes in the grass when I get that peso

Sweden bitch we make this money flow

Sad boys bitch I make the whole room glow

Show up to the show with a top 10 model

I’m flexin goddamn I’m flexin

Home know I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

I said I’m flexin, godddamn I’m flexin

Niggers know I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

I said I’m flexin, they know I’m flexin

Goddamn this shit I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

Bad bitches know I’m flexin

They know I’m flexin

On my dick they know I’m flexin I’m flexin

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