Robb Bank$ - 3D lyrics

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Robb Bank$ - 3D lyrics

[Verse 1] I distract the lick, Dooney run off with his ounce I ride back with Juice, he used to drop me at the house 2 or 3 pulls of the loud before I bounce When Jahneen was still around, This when Bam was still out Boy I'm different these days, still a buck when sh** change She see me and steer clear with a grin, I bare my fangs Remember if I had to see what's up with a f**in' player Had a low ticket try to act, get them lines straight (n***a) Aye Moanin', groanin' texting my ex While I got a b**h was pimp sh** for me Back when all these hoes was more than just a headache to me Meant something to me, I'll let it breathe while everyone lookin' (lil' b**h) (Interview excerpt) [Verse 2] Aye Go, I thought that you know Yea I boy I kept it true and I kept my eyes open I know sh** got different, but y'all let me go I never knew remorse, let my veins pump this frost While eyes get crossed, I look down Day 1 n***as I made all mine proud Empty clips now, girl let your hair down They hear me when I come 'round, n***as know that sound Talm' bout (happy) [Chorus] Enter me, study me, see the clarity It get to me, 3D, when you enter me Amphetamine, Promethazine, it bleed in to me By any means, I walk over all the enemies n***a, 3D the motherf**ing money Enough to make them love me, real enough for you to touch it If he ride, then he ride, turn his back, n***a f** him Know that I done did too much and I ain't going back on nothin (who want it?) [Verse 3] Robb 3:16, Promethazine pastor Had the act before I rapped, thank a n***a later f** ya b**h, ain't give her dap Gave her head for a work Pound for pound, hands down, I ain't pointing fingers Brought a drum into Comic-Con With 10 of my saibamen Spent $15 on a figurine of Sakura In that GT like baby Vegeta My b**h lil' brother 17, his sister legal (b**h) Phone, go slow, 4S n***a Phone, speed up, iPhone 6 n***a bitin', still can't eat like me yet Did a 100 things at once and hit the stu' after I left Got open cases like R.L You goosebumps with the tall tales Ain't fair that we all here While Bam living barbell Got a bad b**h prospect Shikon j**el 'round her neck And angels exist I had one s** my dick (happy) [Chorus] (Interview excerpt)

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