Robb Bank$

Robb Bank$ - On Me lyrics

rate me

Say it on me, bleed!

Got banz on me biz, on me sit Imma get it

Tell the ..on me I got ball buddy

Nigga money got it illegal

Shorty she know that I can’t this she call it

I don’t need no white little fuck

They all try to be like me

They don’t know I got lean on me

Yo bitch took a seat and leans on me

Get money like

Well I got your whole bucket like

When they hear nigga comining they like

Catch a nigga stunting theylike

Fuck nigger I'm Halo with a nigger with a hell

You want bob no surprise keep using that

Then you probably go blind

Bitch I came on too Zan and milligram

Just to wander yo what cliché leotard

Put it on paper I go get it like a list

Fuck around …no issue

Boy I’d die for my nigger

What I gotta be scared for?

You should look crazy ass nigger

Putting on yo mama dress

Boy you don’t kill ‘em

High school and a couple T on the green

Taught a nigger by the zone I’d listen how it lean

For the water whip all hit it

I was on the riches, head bandz my nigger

Steel banging on still cut

Feel like I got casket the way I crack seats

…you go banz on the ….

Got banz on me biz, on me sit Imma get it

Tell the ..on me I got ball buddy

Nigga money got it illegal

Shorty she know that I can’t this she call it

I don’t need no white little fuck

They all try to be like me

They don’t know I got lean on me

Yo bitch took a seat and leans on me

Well I got your whole bucket like …

Your bitch wanna suck the codeine off a nigger

Fuck the police but all you do it’s investigate me nigga

I rap that LA but mo handshakes don’t fuck with me nigger

And ain’t nobody like me shit

Hey I walk round money like diamonds

So a nigger think he getting questioned at dinner

When the way to walk up to my table

Your paycheck stuck between my teeth

Pull ass boy I'm permanently dugging

Yo main bitch love it, look how you living …

Don’t know what they gotta took

They entice me for dinner robbing

Don’t know what thy got until it’s gone

You always got to won like Trinit boy I fucked yo hoe

Got it personal and went all unfinished business

I take his as off right after…he running for a check

Tell his ass shh, be quiet while I sip

Bitch I run my city even call a mixtape my city on some cliché

We speaking terms ay pussy niggers

My bitch don’t like that gay shit

What happened to that 3rd nigger that tried to strip

Right?

Got banz on me biz, on me sit Imma get it

Tell the ..on me I got ball buddy

Nigga money got it illegal

Shorty she know that I can’t this she call it

I don’t need no white little fuck

They all try to be like me

They don’t know I got lean on me

Yo bitch took a seat and leans on me

Thanks to ++birou++ for correcting these lyrics

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