Robb Bank$ - Let da Beat Build lyrics

[Robb Bank$ - Let da Beat Build lyrics]

Yeah, drip in these again nah, for real
I just told Richie we rich what's up

Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig?

We gon' take some molly and geek all day
I'ma maker her play that broadway
I'ma take that dick
Put it in your broad face
Shawty, K my SSET and he shoot broad day
Tentacle in my pants, do you eat squid, baby?
Falconia my gang, Sir Griffith head, baby?
Okay, my jacket on motorcycle
But that's all gas, lil baby
My drip all on your breath, I know my swag
Lil baby

Inuyasha slime fit, ain't no police, dawg
I'm off the leash with $12k
On my canine teeth, dawg
I'ma swipe through, grab no gown, nanamean
Dawg way up, I leave, don't brush my
Teeth, I see your lease, dawg
Femto, how I'm livin'
I'ma eat that pussy 'til you come
Naraku how I'm drippin'
Got a sugar jewel shard on my tongue
Still in the egg, no Majin
You don't want no eclipse
Keep me out that sun
I just met Kehlani, told her it's a party
Come next door

Mama told me never trust these hoes
They all thots bought a Supercharger and I
Made the block hot
We just keep them racks comin'
And it don't stop
He thought he was gang 'til
He seen that green dot
Big SSET drippin', bigger than a beanstalk
Got extension on the Glock, it got 17 shots
And I gave your daughter dick
Turned her to a teen mom
I just slid on Richie
Tell him make the beat drop

Gave that bitch a bean
And she goin' dumb up in my sheets
Blue cheese in my jeans
Make her like real Gs
Bird flyin' on my arrival, we still soarin'
I got an Addy like a, bitch, we focused
Double crossed the Phone, bitch
They left me soulless
Ain't no fuck nigga dap my hand
You ain't my homie blue cheese, no ranch
I said fuck all these niggas
Quit cigarettes
I'ma have to smoke these niggas
Got a bad bronze bitch and
She look like Cardi, nigga
I turn the bitch on, I bet you wan' off me
Nigga

Mama told me never trust these hoes
They all thots bought a Supercharger and I
Made the block hot
We just keep them racks comin'
And it don't stop
He thought he was gang 'til
He seen that green dot
Big SSET drippin', bigger than a beanstalk
Got extension on the Glock, it got 17 shots
Gave your daughter dick
Turned her to a teen mom
I just slid on Richie
Tell him make the beat drop

Roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof, roof
Bangin' on roof, roof, roof
Roof, roof, roof, roof
Nigga, don't roof, roof, roof
Roof, roof, roof, roof
Big dog, I roof, roof
Roof, roof, roof, roof, roof

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