Lyrics Wit - Robb Bank$
Bitch,
when
I
pull
up
on
yo'
strip,
no
tint
Who
dat'
is?
Double
S,
what
you
said?
Got
you
lookin'
Who
I'm
with?
Might
be
Dre,
might
be
Dread,
or
yo'
bitch
Beat
from
Rick,
exorcist,
turn
they
heads,
look
at
him
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Talk
my
shit,
y'all
boys
got
me
bent
Yea
girl
who
you
wit,
bitch
fuck
who
you
wit
Exodia
my
limbs,
and
Kaiba
Corps
the
ends
Tech
run
a
risk,
bitch
that's
the
Walking
Dead
Pull
up
drippin,
ooh,
watch
my
shoes
Ain't
picky,
better
duck
when
my
hand
touch
the
goose
Jump
off
the
roof
nigga,
yeen'
got
the
juice
When
I
go
toe
to
toe,
just
to
watch
you
lose
(whoa)
Deuce,
no
text
message
on
the
yay,
presidential
and
my
vision
20/20
Did
a
lot
to
be
the
man
take
off
your
sweater,
I
told
her
bring
her
friend,
make
em'
both
come
together
Aye,
shot
a
video
in
your
city
Had
your
gun
on
you
why
you
ain't
kill
me
You
ain't
real
boy
I
know
you
don't
scare
me
I
know
plenty
fuck
niggas
that's
from
the
trenches
She
lookin'
like
wanna
get
it
Then
I
find
her
at
name
in
my
mentions
She
don't
like
me,
I
already
hit
it
I
fucked
your
dream
girl
why
you
stuck
with
an
Effie
I
done
put
the
hand
on
the
map
And
I
took
a
(?)
writing
you
back
Sip
the
cough,
don't
know
how
to
act
She
gave
me
suicidal
thoughts
in
the
'lac
Ain't
friendly
I
don't
want
no
dap
Scraite
like
that,
we
ain't
straight
like
that
Boy
I
used
to
run
off
with
the
pack
When
I
used
to
run
off
with
the
pack
Bitch,
when
I
pull
up
on
yo'
strip,
no
tint
Who
dat'
is?
Double
S,
what
you
said?
Got
you
lookin'
Who
I'm
with?
Might
be
Dre,
might
be
Dread,
or
yo'
bitch
Beat
from
Rick,
exorcist,
turn
they
heads,
look
at
him
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
I
drink
all
the
act,
I
drink
all
the
tech
I
do
all
my
stunts,
I
break
all
dey'
necks
Go
head
paint
that
nigga,
go
head
fuck
his
bitch
My
nigga
bust
yo'
gun,
my
nigga
rep
yo
set
I,
I,
I
got
yo
ho
You
know
what
it
is,
when
I
walk
up
in
this
bitch
I
ain't
never
gave
a
fuck
You
know,
I'm
a
savage
young
nigga,
been
bout
it
young
nigga
Get
rowdy,
get
stomped
to
the
flo'
Yea
boy
I
used
to
have
acne,
now
a
nigga
rock
Acne
Get
it
straight
from
the
studio
Came
a
long
way
from
the
sto',
bitch
I'm
from
the
back
street
by
the
sto'
Bitch,
when
I
pull
up
on
yo'
strip,
no
tint
Who
dat'
is?
Double
S,
what
you
said?
Got
you
lookin'
Who
I'm
with?
Might
be
Dre,
might
be
Dread,
or
yo'
bitch
Beat
from
Rick,
exorcist,
turn
they
heads,
look
at
him
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Yea
bitch
who
you
wit'?
Tell
me
who
you
wit'?
Go
tell
me
who
you
wit'?
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1 Outro
2 Buku
3 Leatherface
4 Half Bae (feat. Pouya)
5 Wit
6 Chainswang
7 Pressure
8 Pink Pu**y
9 F***Umean (feat. Indigochildrick)
10 2phoneshawty
11 3D
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