Robb Bank$ - SUPERRVRAZY Lyrics






I think I might be happy
Yeah, let me talk my shit one time
Like in 2014
Tell her feel my pain like I'm Cris
Yeah, lit, on God, swear, yuh, yuh
Niggas know what time it is, yuh, yuh
SSET, woo, woo, woo, woo
Swear, yuh, big sack, swear, woo, woo, woo, woo
Let that bitch feel my pain like I'm Cris, yeah

Molly workin', took an OZ on a delay (yuh, yuh)
Phone chirpin' when I'm OT, I don't be home (brr, brr)
You suckin' now, get your car at the repo (yuh, yuh)
These thot bitches sellin' pussy for a repost (phew, ah)
Say that pussy be the root of all evil, yeah (uh, uh)
And you know I got a tool, Home Depot (uh, uh, woo, woo)
Woke up on you, tuck it in like D-Bo (wah, wah, wah, wah)
Even as a jit, boy, I ain't ever like people (ah)
Big racks on man down (yuh), price on your head (yuh)
I work the block and you work with the feds (yuh, yuh)
I been slidin', oh lord, talkin' to the dead (right, yeah, yeah, brr)
I don't want no more smoke, I might kill my old friend (ah, ah, yuh)
Femto took control, ride shotgun and pay the toll (ah, oh)
I start self medicatin' (yuh, yuh, cap), yeah, I know (yuh)
I don't even think these bitches get a pass on the low (tuh)
Told the SSET that nigga green light, so they on go (ah)
Yeah, trust and forgive me, be a man three, yeah (ah)
Tank on empty, understand me (ah, ah, yuh)
Talk show ask me, Martinez, Sanji (SSET)
Bitch gave me a handy, tickle her fancy (yeah)
I’ma make it nasty if you classy (bitch)
Make her scream, banshee, I’m everlasting (bitch, bitch)
Pump start blastin’, so do not gas me (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I was servin’ sandwich baggies, ho have to class me (yuh, ah)
East side, what up? (Yuh) West side, what up? (Yuh)
South side, what up? (Yuh) North side, what up? (Yuh)
Drank in my cup (tuh), throw that shit up (huh)
Throw that shit up (huh), throw that shit up (SSET)
Make it drop, make it drop, what you sayin’, boo (rah, rah)
Make it drop, make it drop, what you sayin’, boo (yuh, yuh)
Make it drop, make it drop, what you sayin’, boo (yeah, yeah, I dig)
Suck that dick, give me top, where your hand at? (I do, okay, okay)
I fuck (huh), these hoes (huh)
At the [?] (yeah, yeah, tuh)
Big dick (yeah), Phone slang (on God)
Freak bitch, do your thing, do your thing (rah, rah, rah, rah)
Audi, Benz (you dig, you dig), how much, jets (I did that)
Rolex (okay), moon sex (ice, ice)
Audemar (tuh) Piguet (uh)
Flood the face (ice), get ‘em wet, get ‘em wet
Wet, wet, what you talkin’ bout? Dig, dig, facts, facts
It ain’t hidden when you walk that (that mole rat, facts)
And you need your ass chopped down (dig that, facts)
What the fuck these niggas talkin’ ‘bout (I know you know worth, facts)
Big nigga, get it all out (the blank facts)
I ain’t even said a word now (that’s straight facts)
You don’t deserve my full potential (yuh, yuh)
I’m the best rapper alive, I look up and Jah smile down (ha, tuh)
Titties just like parenthesis, I need her energy, yeah
Yeah, I laced the drink with ketamine, I’m a promethazine (SSET)
This the fader, not no magazine, couple girls don’t matter to me (yuh)
Fuck the opp’s dead mommas, whoever had said to me, no subject when we meet (huh)
And my smoke on fleek, uh, elegant when I beef, uh
Big SSET the king, uh, the king
You dig, and I’m talkin’ about with an iced out string
Woo, bitch
Tell her feel my pain like I'm Cris

Go vrazy, vrazy
West side go vrazy, lil baby (yuh, yuh), go vrazy
Yuh, yuh, north side go vrazy, (yuh, yuh), go vrazy
Yuh, yuh, south side go vrazy, (yuh, yuh), go vrazy
Go vrazy, (yuh, yuh), go vrazy (yuh)
East side go vrazy, aye, go vrazy, go vrazy
West side go vrazy, go vrazy, go vrazy, go vrazy
North side can go vrazy, east side can go vrazy
Go vrazy, go vrazy, on God





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