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SLS Freestyle

Robb Bank$
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That's the last trip for the weekend KP Beats AR AR DJ Flippp, make the money flip Yeah Met a bad bitch that I got on the southside of the Bay (Ayy, ayy) It's the last trip for the weekend Said to me where we finna go at, where we finna stay (Ayy, ayy) Bitch said, "Look, she freaky" Just leave your bag, don't know what happened (Ayy, ayy) Main bitch know that I'm schemin' You paranoid, nigga, tell me how you know that On the locker, count your Crips Having too much money, nigga, do you dig that? Stack it up, don't even speak Pour a four, we ain't doing no kitty clutch I'm tryna keep my drank a secret Since the Act' dried up, I ain't been on my balance And these niggas still ain't quitting And this ain't no trend, nigga, only speak facts I ain't gotta cap on Twitter (Ya dig?) Only ridin' 'bout that Nicki Gucci with the new snake, new edition Walking with the North Face, painted patches Spirit of the old way, ride with my dragon No dragon, I DM'd my ex bitch I'ma hit it to the Ruff Ryder anthem Tie your mama up and hold her for ransom I'll fuck your lil' bitch with no master I paid 30K in tooth, I cannot talk to you Stunting since '012, I ain't get comfortable You still can't be what we say, nigga, need to quit growing with me I ain't never been immortal, I been gone to the moon Niggas bleedin' red and I bleed green (And I bleed green) Top floor condo scene (Yeah, I know you see) Glass house regular, on fleek (Yeah, that bitch on fleek) And she liking on me, can you dig? Can you dig? Met a bad bitch that I got on the southside of the Bay (Ayy, ayy) It's the last trip for the weekend Said to me where we finna go at, where we finna stay (Ayy, ayy) Bitch said, "Look, she freaky" Just leave your bag, don't know what happened (Ayy, ayy) Main bitch know that I'm schemin' You paranoid, nigga, tell me how you know that On the locker, count your Crips Having too much money, nigga, do you dig that? Stack it up, don't even speak Pour a four, we ain't doing no kitty clutch I'm tryna keep my drank a secret Since the Act' dried up, I ain't been on my balance And these niggas still ain't quitting And this ain't no trend, nigga, only speak facts I ain't gotta cap on Twitter (Ya dig?)