Robb Bank$ - Solid lyrics

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Robb Bank$ - Solid lyrics

ft Chris Travis f** do you mean I can't be on invitation Smoking so mean I got my blood feeling mad piece Son of a king but I'm an one man bandit Taking your change the day, burning like Alisson Running the money, I don't f** with that cop sh** Burning you on quick just like a hot pocket Promise we greeding on go, don't stop sh** Your b**h lays in the earth but she bout to do a turn key Pour moneys be like mini long start this Yeah f** that hoe, then I love her in the lard pit f** first cla** with the captain in the car pit Peeling wine deserts on a desert done the outfit Wild free service in the map where you find me In the cabin with your b**h, inside me Don't play your role, you can't be around me Portraying the troll, b**h you better all crown me Me and you, me and you ain't the same You boy you just a f** n***a If hopped off the porch with you, Just know I f** with you Just know I'm riding my n***a Boy who you fin to see boy You just caught the plea I know you a liar my n***a f** with Kesha, f** with 24 Shawty Yeah you know that, we SOLID my n***a You know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Yeah know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Yeah you know that sh** SOLID my n***a Yeah you know that we SOLID my n***a Hey, your b**h had her tongue in my ear I ain't heard what you say, know your p**y from what I do here Get it straight I bring the pain by time I regulate I see the p**y in your face little but I'm playing games Get your mind right, n***as turn for a dike First then my condo, prize in the moonlight 8 years straight I've been drinking dirty sprite Eating clean lean dive with the 7 bout the life, right? Maybe baby cry, f** your bm till the sun up Gm to the non-believers, I just woke up I make my b**h your b**h, slow kiss s** dick and come quick Don't ask who my project, I drop it, I make a mess But the n***as in the mere can't bare to keep looking And all they hoes ??? own p**y They gonn' feed you bullsh** that taste like your mama's cookin' Tryina ??? levitate and I'm floating Me and you, me and you ain't the same You boy you just a f** n***a If hopped off the porch with you, Just know I f** with you Just know I'm riding my n***a Boy who you fin to see boy You just caught the plea I know you a liar my n***a f** with Kesha, f** with 24 Shawty Yeah you know that, we SOLID my n***a You know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Yeah know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Know that we SOLID my n***a Yeah you know that sh** SOLID my n***a Yeah you know that we SOLID my n***a

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