letra de ea - wifisfuneral & robb bank$
[intro: robb bank$]
loud
yeah, yeah yeah, yeah, yeah, uh
(cup up in my pain like i’m cris)
[chorus: wifisfuneral]
i put fifty in that drum, watch his knees shake
tell lil’ baby bust it slow like a freeze frame, ayy
lil ‘baby, i got game like it’s ea
ayy, lil’ baby, i got game like it’s ea
[post-chorus: robb bank$]
uh, uh, call me toll free (toll free, yeah)
uh, coupe with the wings (with the wings, uh)
i’m connected like weef (just like weef, yeah)
watch it lock up in the pot with the steam (with the-)
[verse 1: robb bank$]
pourin’ a six up in the town with your trees, yeah (in the trees, yeah)
like look at me, we sippin’ drank, we don’t do trees, yeah (ain’t no trees, yeah)
got a hundred racks on me, revenge on bodies, yeah (racks, racks)
man in the mirror with the gleam of the perms with the listerine, yeah
[chorus: wifisfuneral & robb bank$]
i put fifty in that drum, watch his knees shake
tell lil’ baby bust it slow like a freeze frame, ayy (woo, woo)
lil ‘baby, i got game like it’s ea (swish)
ayy, lil’ baby, i got game like it’s ea (swish, swish)
[verse 2: wifisfuneral & robb bank$]
ride my d-ck, yeah, it turn white, yeah, yeah, i’m fightin’ (huh)
sippin’ on that mud, yeah (yuh), i can’t fight this (yuh)
sippin’ on that mud, yeah (yuh), i can’t fight this
sl!ck with the drum, yeah, yeah, make me fire this
opp sent a tweet, sl!ck without my heat, dawg
wasn’t nowhere to be seen, that’s on big dawg
never let these n-ggas trick you off the street, dawg
protect trigger finger, yeah, that b-tch itch, dawg, itch, dawg
hol’ up, i just cut a brick, left residue on my fingers
i’m countin’ blue faces on faces, i pour eights so i’m painless
hold a percocet and tech, flex, yeah, sweat, give me wet neck
yeah, b-tch, i drop like twenty on my chest
godd-mn, what the play is? godd-mn, i’m off like eight pills (yuh)
eight seals won’t fill me well, faded with these lines
i’m seein’ demons with my eyes closed
if i pop it open, there might be no need for blindfolds
plottin’ on my enemies, ’cause, frankly i don’t like folks
f-ckin’ on this opp b-tch ’cause she bad, her p-ssy right though
sippin’ on this henny, movin’ slow, you know what i’m on
sh-t, you know what i’m on
sippin’ on this henny, movin’ slow, you know what i’m on
we want all the smoke, sset, said intention (yuh)
more zips than a balmain denim (yuh)
rich gang, rich life, we respect it (yuh, sset)
glock hold seventeen like extension (yeah)
i’m collectin’ my allowance from these dawg hoes twice a week
ain’t no safehaven for no p-ssy, ain’t no shade tree on the beach
i told zoey we gotta get up on them jet skis (yeah)
and they know i keep the puck like gretzky
[chorus: wifisfuneral]
i put fifty in that drum, watch his knees shake
tell lil’ baby bust it slow like a freeze frame, ayy
lil ‘baby, i got game like it’s ea
ayy, lil’ baby, i got game like it’s ea
[post-chorus: robb bank$]
uh, uh, call me toll free (toll free, yeah)
uh, coupe with the wings (with the wings, uh)
i’m connected like weef (just like weef, yeah)
watch it lock up in the pot with the steam (with the-)
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