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Robb Bank$ - Trust Me Lyrics

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  • [Verse 1]
  • Broward Bred, Broward Dead
  • Lick season can’t keep a hot boy cold (that right)
  • I pour em that and get inside like I’m Ino
  • Ain’t bout that life, I creep up on you like your first high
  • Then have sex with yo *****, she rode a stick like a witch
  • ***** I’m a mogul, Broward County, fresh out the Pokeball im growing
  • Boy I rep the Pewter City Gym Beach, sand Panamera
  • With a chest full of beans, now sit your ho, she see me
  • I keep it G, ***** make me wanna dig her out the sea, *****
  • And she ain't gon be too long for yours till she gone
  • My mind on money im bettin on ball matches, im lickin niggas like haunter
  • Sistrunk hoes still live but Creek ***** where its at
  • Dirty pineapple but my drank taste the best
  • Box Chevy playing with that box in between them leggings
  • Shit how you rhyme, we could dunk exchange but I got 12s in my trunk man
  • Transparent *****, from the North Pole
  • She come down to the 954 to tell me bout the snow
  • Aye numbers you hard to move I done made dance boys
  • Say fragile on my luggage, that molly keys like Miss did you drop these?
  • And you a lil raw, like you stuck it in once
  • Lame nigga, how my ‘Port burnin longer then your blunt?
  • [Hook]
  • Aye if he a ***** nigga mane tell him that,
  • If he a ***** nigga, I say tell him that
  • Boy if he a ***** nigga I say tell him
  • It that
  • Mane if he a ***** nigga gon tell him that
  • Don't trust nan nigga saying trust me
  • Don't trust nan nigga saying trust
  • Me
  • Boy I don't trust nan nigga saying trust me
  • Don't trust no nigga saying
  • Trust me
  • [Verse 2]
  • Graduated from pill capsules, all a nigga got was love
  • And a sandwich bag full skittles like yo mama packed it with your school lunch
  • .. and dresses ain’t my style mayne
  • Cause they can't pull up yo skirt if you never wore one in the first place
  • But I can still crunch numbers hoes 21
  • Green rectangles don't go to school y'all ain't even a .5 on my scale
  • Niggas lying to they selves, ain’t seen a mirror in a minute (that right)
  • Probably why they walk out in public looking like a *****
  • We branch out from music videos to castings
  • One meal a day to brunch, nigga see Young Savage
  • I don't do enough, took yo ***** on vacation
  • Made her kiss the dick
  • [Hook]

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