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Chris Traivs & Robb Banks
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Adlib
[Verse 1:Robb Bank$]
Ay.. Who want, girl i know you want it
Fuck you till you get to moaning like.. suck, suck
Ay stop talking girl you know you voice annoying
Tryna pretend we in love, got ya, right where i want ya
You and your friends been talking bout how i put it on ya
Girl proceed with caution your heart might get broken
To all the hoes i never texted back i'm not sorry
Cuz i rather get you hurt before i get caught up
I got syrup poured up, got the fye on tuck
Pussy nigga run up, he gone get done up, suck
You want pressure then it's pressure, nigga say the word
Me and Chris fucking your bitch passed her this puter
Hit a u-turn in that pussy swerved off
Too gone mane what the fuck these pussy niggas on
And i fucked her on the futon
Pussy nigga run and tell ya bitch we dropped the new song
When i was in the walls boy i left my shoes on
Left your bitch in my dog house like Jimmy Neutron
Black clover [?]cup for the children
Went head to head in tug a war against Robbin Williams
Veins pump tonic, mouth salvitates hi-tech
Bitch lick my wounds she gone taste tumblr hype
Last of my kind watch me reprising the candle light
Boy your bitch mine watch how i get her right
[Chorus: Robb Bank$]
Is you fucking with me?
Man i know she fucking with me, hit her and she adlibing like suck, suck
Stop talking pussy nigga don't want it, boy you know yo ass pussy like suck, suck
You know we on it all my savages is on it we ain't doing no talking still 2phoneshawty
Bae that pussy pouring and talking to me ask and you shall receive now adlib for me like
Suck (x32)
[Verse 2: Chris Travis]
Bitch call me Medusa, hair long as a serpent
Water boys here to drown the whole surface
Black doors, black walls embedded with curtains
And i just wanna know is she for certain?
Bitch stop lying, you 20 and you a virgin
Is you gone fuck this convo seeming worthless
Let me fill you up with drugs like i'm a surgeon
I'm a dirty nigga should clean me like detergent
That shit mean i'll probably come and murk ya
But she might spot me so i'll just have to hurt ya
Fuck being broke, i swear that i'm allergic
Got money now, i don't know how to splurge it
Niggas claiming this and that bitch not converting
Splitting up the bands in ways like a conversion
Chopping niggas heads and wrapping em in a turban
Google me shawty pull up in a suburban
Tell yo ho to slide she coming fast like it's urgent
Young Chris Travis that nigga ya haven't heard it
Water boys essence pulling up on the curb bitch
When we pulling up the pressure lift up her skirt quick
When we pulling up the pressure lift up her skirt quick
Riding in the fast lane way above surface, if you wanna come get murk bitch
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