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robins - wraithh lyrics

[intro]
go

[chorus]
big racks, don’t fit in my pocket
we got big macs, we aiming at your noggin
imma blow his sh*t back, put him in a coffin
i been droppin’ big bags, flexin’ in my robins
in my robins, in my robins
in my robins, in my robins
in my robins, in my robins
in my robins, in my robins

[verse]
smoke it up now i ain’t got no problems
walkin’ up like elmer fudd, i got that sawed*off
we gon’ blow his brains out, that boy a goner
call my chop’ a cutter, pull up and i cut up
t7 give no f*cks, we still goin’ dumb b*tch
choppa party turnin’ up, we still tote them guns b*tch
t7 counting up, runnin’ up them 100s
p*ssin’ on your grave, huh, i don’t give a f*ck b*tch
we occultists, we about that witchcraft
sprayin’ rounds out the yoppa, blow his sh*t back
all i ever known is runnin’ up these big racks
all i*all*all*all i know is runnin’ up these*
[chorus]
big racks, don’t fit in my pocket
we got big macs, we aiming at your noggin
imma blow his sh*t back, put him in a coffin
i been droppin’ big bags, flexin’ in my robins
in my robins, in my robins
in my robins, in my robins
in my robins, in my robins
in my robins, in my robins

[outro]
t*t*trxple7
hahahahahahaha, bye bye!

- wraithh lyrics

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