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rag3 - robby blowers lyrics

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pulled up at your crib now i′m f*cking on your b*tch
motherf*cker, it ain’t that serious
now i′m acting, so delirious

you be pouting like b*tch that’s on her period
pulled up with the stick
bout to end this sh*t
bout end you motherf*ckers
done with y’all motherf*ckers
hear y′all talking sh*t bout to k!ll you motherf*ckers
imma run this sh*t for like 7 summers

tired of these p*ssy b*tches hating on me
finna make her legs split like the red sea
that′s why your b*tch always be on her knees
finna murder y’all b*tches in the first degree
y′all seriously thought roblow was soft
little y’all know i′m a motherf*cking beast
finna put my d*ck in that b*tches mouth
because i come straight from out of town
you already know this how we f*ck around

finna pull up at your residence
hide all the evidence
b*tch you’re irrelevant
because i run this sh*t
later found in a ditch
because i f*cked his b*tch
but y′all already know i wouldn’t snitch

she be my lilo to my stitch
heartbreak makes me f*cking sick
just hold up listen sit
quit playing around sitch
quit pouting like a b*tch
y’all can kiss this d*ck
cus her sh*t smell like fish stick

i know you want me
cus i′m a goat like murakami
i got the yeezys on me
you an up to my downy
but you ain′t getting money

pulled up at your crib now i’m f*cking on your b*tch
motherf*cker, it ain′t that serious
now i’m acting, so delirious
you be pouting like b*tch that′s on her period
pulled up with the stick
bout to end this sh*t
bout end you motherf*ckers
done with y’all motherf*ckers
hear y′all talking sh*t bout to k!ll you motherf*ckers
imma run this sh*t for like 7 summers

copped another flight
no more fist fights
her presence gets me high
i fell for her like a thousand times
but b*tch please don’t k!ll my vibe
please don’t ever let there be a last time
just say you love me looking in my god d*mn eyes

- robby blowers lyrics

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