Robb Bank$ - Big Perc (F*ck Russ) Lyrics

Lyrics Big Perc (F*ck Russ) - Robb Bank$



I'm on a Percocet
I'm scratching my skin off
(Fuck a Russ)
Bruh these niggas called me green for so long I
Started believing they shit, Jit Know what I'm talking about?
I take Percocets like I came from the checkup and that's a fact
Uh
Big perc, break it, down
Clean vert, bitch I'm racing, round
Leave a liter smacked down
Cousin Skeeter, yeah, I pull the strings now
Fuck lil mama in that pussy, sound like whoa whoa whoa
Got that pussy from yo B.M. she was like whoa whoa whoa
Fuck lil mama in that pussy sound like whoa whoa whoa(Tuh Tuh Tuh)
Got that pussy from yo B.M. she was like whoa whoa whoa whoa
She kissed the crown and call me principal
Ain't bout what you doin' it's the principle
Put a Glock 19 to yo bitch, try me I let it go
Yeah, fuck Nigga I tie my shoes, I don't do no heel and toe
Yeah, couldn't play, run that shit back boy, you can't see me
John Cena hypnotize my eyes, yeah bitch I'm???
Diggin' out Cici, bought her Fenti, bitch about raped me
Drop her off like Lyft me, make her give me gas on my 15
Bout money like "check please"
In the club with my guarantee, deep
You gon' find a half a million dollars and a fire if you frisk me
Sweet life, no Disney
In a way, I chose lean
I'ma make that bitch bumble at a nigga wrist, like in D.C. (She)
Tour and come pick up the pace, then I move for Hokage
In a yellow big flat lake, brand new Bee, MIA
And you see my world is different, like Dwayne Wade
If yo ass want trouble, bitch we want the same thang
And I still live in the hood
You know I like to hit a hay
On the porch I eat a steak, watch auntie fire that jay
Pussy nigga I'm a dog, don't roll over or shake
I'm back to the bone, I put the kibble on her face (Roof)
Nigga, clean yo pussy that shit startin' to stink
Ridin' all that dick, you crooked and I'm straight
50 percs, I take 5 out the gate
Bitch I ain't even buzzed, I'm just tryna stall my day
Gotta play, I'ma put you in the game
Niggas want me, so I took a little break
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You ain't VR my niggas
SS fuck them niggas
See 'em, I dump at niggas
Y'all would talk to niggas
Y'all would squash with niggas
Word to Ski Mask, I'll slap a nigga
Shoutout to Houston,???
Shoutout to tampa bay, and all the hoes that love me nigga
Shoutout to New York,???
Im on a Big Perc swerving 'round, Florida nigga
Eye liner like Gaara, lip gloss from her mama
She put the molly sand on her tongue, certified slaughter
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Writer(s): Richard Burrell, Christopher Gibbs


Robb Bank$ - Cloverfeild 2.0 - EP
Album Cloverfeild 2.0 - EP
date of release
28-09-2017




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