Robb Bank$ - Over Here lyrics
[Robb Bank$ - Over Here lyrics]
I mean, I ain't fuckin' with no
One like that, like heavy, like
Know what I mean? Come out and play
I still say no nigga
I was just playin' with them
With me and I can't myself, so
I don't really feel like
I don't really feel like I need to fuck
With, like, niggas like that on that level
You feel me? What? That's a cap
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' shit, huh
Young nigga gettin' to a check, huh
Whippin' up the baby, no crisp, huh
Walkin' with your ol' lady no hip, huh
Couldn't stay solid, you switched, huh
When you see me, better dump it off the rip
I'ma break the plot down, now we at the end
Im'a break the Glock down and
Show your ass the lead
Tell 'em nigga, yeah, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah, yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air
Fuck nigga, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air fuck nigga
Gang in here, gang in here, your hoe in here
Hoe in here bow your head, bow your head
The pope in here, fuck nigga
Where we at? Where we at? Where
We is? Where we is?
Give a fuck about what they doin' over there
Fuck nigga
Love and affection
You gon' tell me everything
That I'm neglectin'
Eat that pussy while I listen
On your IG story in my necklace
Choke you till you get breathless
Bitch try to play me, in your mentions
Keep my gun on me like we Texas
Tell you lil' boyfriend don't get reckless
Baby, he should fuck with me, I
Tote them seeds, I own, no lease
I split my pill down into three ways
Got a hold of me and talk to me
You wanted me, I'm still sneakin' and geekin'
Bentley with the ostrich seats
The Dream Mode jeans adjust my seat
And Rick smoke like he from Cali
Nigga I'm a walkin', talkin', poppin' brick
Got hand on my dick
Got percocets on a off day
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' shit, huh
Young nigga gettin' to a check, huh
Whippin' up the baby, no crisp, huh
Walkin' with your ol' lady no hip, huh
Couldn't stay solid, you switched, huh
When you see me, better dump it off the rip
I'ma break the plot down, now we at the end
Im'a break the Glock down and
Show your ass the lead
Tell 'em nigga, yeah, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah, yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air
Fuck nigga, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air fuck nigga
Gang in here, gang in here, your hoe in here
Hoe in here bow your head, bow your head
The pope in here, fuck nigga
Where we at? Where we at? Where
We is? Where we is?
Give a fuck about what they doin' over there
Fuck nigga
Yeah, I'm on than a bitch
When it rain these niggas get wet
I'm that nigga, you don't miss
I'ma drop a baby Phone and
Name his ass Sprint see me, I'm the Eclipse
I'ma give y'all life to be the King
Not the Prince
I'ma burn in hell for the things that I did
You might go to heaven bein'
As pussy as you is
Tell 'em that you lookin' at
A boss not a rookie
New teeth, yeah, it's a look, bae
Off that adderall when you booked me
I am armed to the teeth like Sasuke
When I go to Tampa Bay, you my roomate
Fuckin' in the front seat, they ain't lookin'
Hand my nine to you, you know where to put it
Yeah, I lied to you, know that brand new bag
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' shit, huh
Young nigga gettin' to a check, huh
Whippin' up the baby, no crisp, huh
Walkin' with your ol' lady no hip, huh
Couldn't stay solid, you switched, huh
When you see me, better dump it off the rip
I'ma break the plot down, now we at the end
Im'a break the Glock down and
Show your ass the lead
Tell 'em nigga, yeah, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah, yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air
Fuck nigga, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air fuck nigga
Gang in here, gang in here, your hoe in here
Hoe in here bow your head, bow your head
The pope in here, fuck nigga
Where we at? Where we at? Where
We is? Where we is?
Give a fuck about what they doin' over there
Fuck nigga
SSET, SSET dJ Both Legs in the mix hi
Walkin' on your bitch for the '99 to 2000s
I miss the way you touch me
Shit, DJ Both Legs ready for my mix
This is a e-e-e-exclusive i think I might be
Grey Honda, move your shit
Don't bump the DJ table i miss fucking you
We're turnin' up, Bold Choice Ballroom
95 door you touch me
Broward County do you miss me?
Walk in on your bitch mmhmm
Do you miss me? Right leg, left leg
It's the real DJ Both Legs i love you too
Talk to you later bye
One like that, like heavy, like
Know what I mean? Come out and play
I still say no nigga
I was just playin' with them
With me and I can't myself, so
I don't really feel like
I don't really feel like I need to fuck
With, like, niggas like that on that level
You feel me? What? That's a cap
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' shit, huh
Young nigga gettin' to a check, huh
Whippin' up the baby, no crisp, huh
Walkin' with your ol' lady no hip, huh
Couldn't stay solid, you switched, huh
When you see me, better dump it off the rip
I'ma break the plot down, now we at the end
Im'a break the Glock down and
Show your ass the lead
Tell 'em nigga, yeah, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah, yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air
Fuck nigga, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air fuck nigga
Gang in here, gang in here, your hoe in here
Hoe in here bow your head, bow your head
The pope in here, fuck nigga
Where we at? Where we at? Where
We is? Where we is?
Give a fuck about what they doin' over there
Fuck nigga
Love and affection
You gon' tell me everything
That I'm neglectin'
Eat that pussy while I listen
On your IG story in my necklace
Choke you till you get breathless
Bitch try to play me, in your mentions
Keep my gun on me like we Texas
Tell you lil' boyfriend don't get reckless
Baby, he should fuck with me, I
Tote them seeds, I own, no lease
I split my pill down into three ways
Got a hold of me and talk to me
You wanted me, I'm still sneakin' and geekin'
Bentley with the ostrich seats
The Dream Mode jeans adjust my seat
And Rick smoke like he from Cali
Nigga I'm a walkin', talkin', poppin' brick
Got hand on my dick
Got percocets on a off day
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' shit, huh
Young nigga gettin' to a check, huh
Whippin' up the baby, no crisp, huh
Walkin' with your ol' lady no hip, huh
Couldn't stay solid, you switched, huh
When you see me, better dump it off the rip
I'ma break the plot down, now we at the end
Im'a break the Glock down and
Show your ass the lead
Tell 'em nigga, yeah, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah, yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air
Fuck nigga, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air fuck nigga
Gang in here, gang in here, your hoe in here
Hoe in here bow your head, bow your head
The pope in here, fuck nigga
Where we at? Where we at? Where
We is? Where we is?
Give a fuck about what they doin' over there
Fuck nigga
Yeah, I'm on than a bitch
When it rain these niggas get wet
I'm that nigga, you don't miss
I'ma drop a baby Phone and
Name his ass Sprint see me, I'm the Eclipse
I'ma give y'all life to be the King
Not the Prince
I'ma burn in hell for the things that I did
You might go to heaven bein'
As pussy as you is
Tell 'em that you lookin' at
A boss not a rookie
New teeth, yeah, it's a look, bae
Off that adderall when you booked me
I am armed to the teeth like Sasuke
When I go to Tampa Bay, you my roomate
Fuckin' in the front seat, they ain't lookin'
Hand my nine to you, you know where to put it
Yeah, I lied to you, know that brand new bag
Y'all niggas ain't gettin' shit, huh
Young nigga gettin' to a check, huh
Whippin' up the baby, no crisp, huh
Walkin' with your ol' lady no hip, huh
Couldn't stay solid, you switched, huh
When you see me, better dump it off the rip
I'ma break the plot down, now we at the end
Im'a break the Glock down and
Show your ass the lead
Tell 'em nigga, yeah, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah, yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air
Fuck nigga, over here, yeah yeah
Over here, yeah yeah, over here
We ain't shootin' in the air fuck nigga
Gang in here, gang in here, your hoe in here
Hoe in here bow your head, bow your head
The pope in here, fuck nigga
Where we at? Where we at? Where
We is? Where we is?
Give a fuck about what they doin' over there
Fuck nigga
SSET, SSET dJ Both Legs in the mix hi
Walkin' on your bitch for the '99 to 2000s
I miss the way you touch me
Shit, DJ Both Legs ready for my mix
This is a e-e-e-exclusive i think I might be
Grey Honda, move your shit
Don't bump the DJ table i miss fucking you
We're turnin' up, Bold Choice Ballroom
95 door you touch me
Broward County do you miss me?
Walk in on your bitch mmhmm
Do you miss me? Right leg, left leg
It's the real DJ Both Legs i love you too
Talk to you later bye