Robb Bank$ - Heartbreaker (London) lyrics

First things first
Miscommunication ain't no lie
So shut up nigga, ole' fuck nigga
The only thing gonna touch
Nigga is yourself nigga
When you see Robb Bank$ on sight
Man I'm playing with the pussy
I already know what they about
Man I see all they attentions on Panamera too

I make a nigga wanna swtich positions
I got doom with this bitch
And how she's been?
Past-tense, crazy I see that
Bitch a day later
Her eyes first, I size her up after
Then she say "Hey stranger" i take a glance
And I laugh cause of my
Outlook on the situation
She say I'm disappearing

Never dealt a nigga like me
I ain't going abandon my city
Let alone run from no pussy
Got a lot of paper, none with my name on it
Another purple but Richie could still read
Through you invisible
Boy I'll be damned if a bitch
Think they smarter than me
See your Broward college degree
Only left hand prints
Of steam on the porch window
Perspiration on the seats

In other words man, I wasn't impressed man
We're the first and seconds I'm
Saying doing an oppression
Always gonna be acting like
Someone that you ain't
Y'all niggas tryna be someone that you ain't
At Paramount I make a movie
Faint to Panameras to Dually
And if you making a scene you
Pretty much saying shoot me
Got these lame niggas putting bugs in
Your ass like Shino ho
Took a bitch on a date the other day to prom
Uno, dos, had a blonde bitch fighting to
Get to be a nigga two phone Tarantino

Heartbreaker, fuck up yo' bitch make-up
Heartless, ungrateful, unfaithful
Love you then they hate you
Just tell them stay true to what they saying
They ain't me while we pass notes hand to
Hand with the paper it's raining, said it's
Pouring, young savage, only ride foreign
Heartbreaker, fuck up yo' bitch make-up
Heartless, ungrateful, unfaithful
Love you then they hate you
Just tell them stay true to what they saying
They ain't me while we pass notes hand to
Hand with the paper it's raining, said it's
Pouring, young savage, only ride foreign

Said I just want you to want me
When you sliding state to state
Country to country
You bound to leave a piece of something
Somewhere with somebody
I wanna make a scene with ya'
With the same ingredients
That's Professor Utonium
And you need a turn Inspector Gadget on
Your going on on a nickel marriage
Ask your dime-piece southern Hampshire
She'll tell you I'm a savage
Boy, four in the morning you got

Me zoning at my iPhone then it turn to six
Then a nigga realize he just want sex
So I give a call to my Claymore bitch
Cause I know that she awake
And I been a savage since elementary
Can't look me in my eyes so
You look up my history
But what you niggas don't get it is
All that shit will get to me it stick to me
A year ago we talking about
Running away and leaving
And now it's been two months

And she still ain't bleeding, bitch
And all these fuck boys think
Another nigga life so sweet
These niggas say my daddy rich shit
The my bitch call me Weezy
See how fired up you get me
Get me off topic again
Like the new jewelry on your pussy
Ring from the main thing
Two months I've lived with you
Talking till we passed out
No goodnight kisses
So passive aggressive but you tell me
You love me and I think you meant it
It's funny

The only woman that I ever really loved
In a different country
Country boy can't pass the county limit's
I drink more lean than all these niggas
And show cutling to all these niggas
Fucked all your bitches
And these Xans got me
Thinking that everybody snitching
Aye thats why they call me Robb
Cause a nigga always gone
But I'm never gone missing, Broward County
I'm in Tha City

Heartbreaker, fuck up yo' bitch make-up
Heartless, ungrateful, unfaithful
Love you then they hate you
Just tell them stay true to what they saying
They ain't me while we pass notes hand to
Hand with the paper it's raining, said it's
Pouring, young savage, only ride foreign
Heartbreaker, fuck up yo' bitch make-up
Heartless, ungrateful, unfaithful
Love you then they hate you
Just tell them stay true to what they saying
They ain't me while we pass notes hand to
Hand with the paper it's raining, said it's
Pouring, young savage, only ride foreign