歌手:Robb Bank$
专辑:《Connisuer》

Xan, Lean connoisseur
Why you do a tour for?
Bullshit matador
Alpharma dinosaur
Dream Mode portal door
Win a Best-Dress award
Take you out that Michael Kors
You ain't my SSET than **** ya
Brand new K, and that bih' Russian
I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
I run to that that money
I'm runnin', I'm gunnin'
I lick on that clit
She gon' suck on that dick until I get to bussin'
Don't get a concussion
**** with my SSET
Xan, Lean connoisseur
Bullshit matador
Alpharma dinosaur
Dream Mode portal door
Win a Best-Dress award
Take you out that Michael Kors
Why you do a tour for? Why you do a tour for?
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
.38 my specialty
Striped-tee, referee
**** wit' me you gettin' me
Givin' you the best of me
Bad ***** ****in' slow when she touchin'
Pull up and I bust it, you get a concussion
Uzumaki flowin'
Bad *****es goin'
Pull up and I show ya chain on this, snowy
Bad *****es goin'
What you mean, I told ya
Lookin' at my *****, you know that she's stolen
Trunks in the booth, we might do a fusion
****in' on yo *****, nigga you a loser
Dream Mode my nigga, Vlone I can't do it
**** you talkin' bout double S we groovy
Whip around wit' that money
****in' yo *****, yo honey
She got work, I got work
**** yo *****, go up her skirt
Tube-top make her squirt
You ain't my set than **** ya
Brand new K, and that bih' Russian
I'm runnin', I'm runnin'
I run to that that money
I'm runnin', I'm gunnin'
I lick on that clit
She gon' suck on that dick until I get to bussin'
Don't get a concussion
**** with my SSET
Xan, Lean connoisseur
Bullshit matador
Alpharma dinosaur
Dream Mode portal door
Win a Best-Dress award
Take you out that Michael Kors
Why you do a tour for? Why you do a tour for?
[Verse 2: Dooney Montana]
If that pussy Cardi B then I might buy it some new teeth
I was swervin' in that beamer, spillin' lean on the seats
Any nigga want it with me, lets set it up, lets meet
I just ****ed her on the run, she can't nut up on my sheets
Bad freak, she lay wit' me
And I think she from Belize
All these niggas testin' me, but the style I got ain't free
If you play it like ya sweet, I'll sweep you off ya feet
Boy yo chain a cloudy piece
And you know that shit look cheap
[Verse 3: Kid Trunks]
DBZ my name
Gold all on my chain
Purple ***** sticka'
Hit her wit the cane
Stick talk killa', **** her in her brain
VR stunna', shittin' all you gays
I break, I roll it, I smoke it
She all on my dick like she want it
Pussy wetter than a ocean
Please don't keep caution, please don't keep caution
Her pussy wetter than a faucet
Pussy nigga lame as ****
I'm ****in' this ***** while I'm tourin'