Robb Bank$ - I Tell You lyrics

[Robb Bank$ - I Tell You lyrics]

(Damn Flex you did it again)
Turn the gain up!
Turn the gain up gain up gain up gain up
Suck this dick then you ain't gon' gain nun

Iced out my wrist, , I ain't sprain nothin
Tryna live how I live, drill how I drill
Sound good
Look good but you ain't built for this
I be fist fightin' my demons
Every time I slip

I tell you I tell you I tell you
I tell you I tell you no
I tell you I tell you I tell you
I tell you I tell you no
Ride on it ride on it ride on it ride on it
Ride me
Ride on it ride on it ride on it ride on it
Ride me no no no no, no no no no
No I can't go go go go, go go go go
Goin' out like these hoes no no no, no no no
No I can't go out like these hoes no no no no

Thеse days I got my own problems so
I can't deal with yours currеntly
I stand on all ten like a
Man but I still miss
I sense my darkness consuming me slowly
Slowly i feel oh so lonely
Pistol on the dresser, AK on the floor
I don't give a fuck at all
I tell you what I'm on
That pistol I was clutchin
When they was outside my house
Yea I get legal money
Leave dat life and i’m takin fentanyl

Shorty forget what I tell you, I
Tell you, I tell you, i tell you
Tryna forget bout my pain
My pleasure, my pleasure, my pleasure
I tell you, I tell you, I tell
You, I tell you, I tell you, i tell you
Now I tell you, I tell you
I tell you, I tell you, baby I tell you

Ride on it, Ride on it, Ride
On it, Ride on it, pogo
Ride on it, Ride on it, Ride
On it, Ride on it, pogo
Ride on it, Ride on it, Ride
On it, Ride on it, pogo
Ride on it, Ride on it, Ride on
It, Ride on it, beat it up, beat it up

Beat it up fast didn’t skeet or none
Get in there, get in there, get in there
Everybody wanna know what I see in her

How you fuck wit me you
Not even a millionaire
Won’t stop till my account say billionaire
A trillion dollas, i want ten models
I want less problems, play my cards cabba
Put her through college
Bitch bought me a trackheart

Iced out my wrist, I ain't sprain nothin
Tryna live how I live, drip how I drip
Sound good
Look good but you ain't built for this
I be fist fightin' my demons
Every time I slip

I tell you I tell you I tell you
I tell you I tell you no
I tell you I tell you I tell you
I tell you I tell you now
Ride on it ride on it ride on it ride on it
Ride me

Ride on it ride on it ride on it ride on it
Ride me i tell you, I tell you, I tell you
I tell you, I tell you, I tell you
Ride on it, ride on it, ride on it, pogo
Ride on it, ride on it, ride on it, pogo

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