Robb Bank$ - 225 lyrics
[Robb Bank$ - 225 lyrics]
Molly free all my niggas up
I think I might be happy hah
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
225 loud and live
From the back i'm from the side
Do the race keep up the pace
Take a knee still can't wife a freak
Mobile Suit my Gundam
How you move your gun then?
I got to hold my hand
Right round him, he moved, so I shot him
I demand all respect right now
Make me put this mic down
Two of us finna go in
We both know who gon' come out maybach 23
Rollin' on a bean
Made her drink my Minute Maid
Take her out in Saint Tropez
I ain't gon' shoot no-one today no Sharpay
Signed into it with a Sharpie
Lil nigga, know you my protégé
19, got 20 for a show
18, got 50 for the load 17, had 0 Texakos
13, I had hopped off the porch
I was thuggin' before my mama
Was buyin' my clothes
You was pussy 'fore me, both with snotty nose
I used to take you for your
L and the gang would roast
I'm a real ass nigga, we both know
Fuck I'm cappin' for?
225 loud and live
From the back i'm from the side
Do the Wraith keep up the pace
Take a knee still can't wife a freak
Beat the pot, beat the pot
Beat the pot, smash
Gettin' that, gettin' that gettin' that, bag
Walk through, walk through
Walk through, splash bless you, bless you
Too fresh, death
Who gon' check me?
Whatever you do ain't finna impress me
Uh, rhinestone cowboy like I'm Presley
Uh, Black Clover, do magic
I ain't never been one of them niggas, get
Online and talk all that shit, uh, uh
Ate a bum hoe out last night and the
Bitch left a crumb on my lip, uh
(nasty) green heart, don't feel nothing, I
Ain't finna wife none hoe, not for shit
And the bitch said won't hear what
I'm sayin', finna learn something
I don't wanna kiss you
Pussy ass lil nigga got a bitty ass chain
On and that lame ass still tryna flex
Early morning, late nights in that Nissan
Me and Kie Money took that risk
Look at these scripts of a sea bring
And I never went on another trip
Nell Money had Smithy in a halfway
And he still gave his ass another year
(shout out my nigga)
225 loud and live
From the back i'm from the side
Do the Wraith keep up the pace
Take a knee still can't wife a freak
Beat the pot, beat the pot
Beat the pot, smash
Gettin' that, gettin' that gettin' that, bag
Walk through, walk through
Walk through, splash bless you, bless you
Too fresh, death
I think I might be happy hah
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
Yadigg, yadigg, yadigg, yadigg
225 loud and live
From the back i'm from the side
Do the race keep up the pace
Take a knee still can't wife a freak
Mobile Suit my Gundam
How you move your gun then?
I got to hold my hand
Right round him, he moved, so I shot him
I demand all respect right now
Make me put this mic down
Two of us finna go in
We both know who gon' come out maybach 23
Rollin' on a bean
Made her drink my Minute Maid
Take her out in Saint Tropez
I ain't gon' shoot no-one today no Sharpay
Signed into it with a Sharpie
Lil nigga, know you my protégé
19, got 20 for a show
18, got 50 for the load 17, had 0 Texakos
13, I had hopped off the porch
I was thuggin' before my mama
Was buyin' my clothes
You was pussy 'fore me, both with snotty nose
I used to take you for your
L and the gang would roast
I'm a real ass nigga, we both know
Fuck I'm cappin' for?
225 loud and live
From the back i'm from the side
Do the Wraith keep up the pace
Take a knee still can't wife a freak
Beat the pot, beat the pot
Beat the pot, smash
Gettin' that, gettin' that gettin' that, bag
Walk through, walk through
Walk through, splash bless you, bless you
Too fresh, death
Who gon' check me?
Whatever you do ain't finna impress me
Uh, rhinestone cowboy like I'm Presley
Uh, Black Clover, do magic
I ain't never been one of them niggas, get
Online and talk all that shit, uh, uh
Ate a bum hoe out last night and the
Bitch left a crumb on my lip, uh
(nasty) green heart, don't feel nothing, I
Ain't finna wife none hoe, not for shit
And the bitch said won't hear what
I'm sayin', finna learn something
I don't wanna kiss you
Pussy ass lil nigga got a bitty ass chain
On and that lame ass still tryna flex
Early morning, late nights in that Nissan
Me and Kie Money took that risk
Look at these scripts of a sea bring
And I never went on another trip
Nell Money had Smithy in a halfway
And he still gave his ass another year
(shout out my nigga)
225 loud and live
From the back i'm from the side
Do the Wraith keep up the pace
Take a knee still can't wife a freak
Beat the pot, beat the pot
Beat the pot, smash
Gettin' that, gettin' that gettin' that, bag
Walk through, walk through
Walk through, splash bless you, bless you
Too fresh, death