SSet It Up - Robb Bank$

Yeah, right there

Yeah, I can’t hear myself, you gotta turn that shit up

Nah mean

Turn it up nigga!

Ya dig

Turn it up, huh

You just cut me off while I was talking I don’t like that

Uh

I don’t like that, I don’t like that

I like sex, I like neck

I like hoes, I like yo bitch

I’m a prince, you a shrimp

My Glock a him, it got a dick

Got a bitch that work at Follies sell me pussy for the low

Yeah, she bad but she about it, I might wife up in her throat

Actavis hurtin' my pockets, paid 350 for the O

I ain’t really for the talkin', cost a hundred for a «Yo»

I need Lisa, I need Sheila, she a creamer

Pleaser, I need Keisha, where’s my reefer?

Feature, Mona Lisa, need Anika

Boss man Lucious, EMPIRE my distribution

I got Rollies flooded pink, niggas in the Pinks

Tell me what you think, fucked her on the mink

I told her get out, that bitch wouldn’t leave

She asked, «Where we fucking?», and I told that bitch «Sink», huh

J’s on my feet, Magnums on my meat

Solid in these streets, set it up, let’s meet

J’s on my feet, Magnums on my meat

Nigga of your dreams, set it up, let’s meet

I get 35 racks off a free show

Oe to meet, one to skeet, one to greet hoe

Yeah, she finna suck it for the SSET, she gon' deep throat

You gon' probably catch me in the 'Vette

Told her set it up, let’s meet, hoe

Beam me up, see me up

Pop a xan bring me down, Molly keep me up

Make some time, free 'em up

Baby call out of work, lemme teach you how to fuck

I’ma try to make it hurt and make sure you can’t walk

I’ma get some nut on your skirt so your co-workers can talk

On my momma, take you out that life and have you whip a foreign

Bae you deserve to stunt like I do, just tell a nigga what you want

Full pint, don’t work a nine to five

I’m on the 95, riding with a four-five

I got a nurse bitch, that like to chastise

I’ma steal all her 'scripts and forge her handwriting

Doctor Griffith for the whole block with that Act, right

No hands, hide it in my sock like I’m mankind

I don’t like her tone, wrestle her for the women’s title

I look better than the devil, I was never baptized

Murder is my past time

Pour up a four in the holy water

Solar P like Koly, my Rollie a forty water

Jumpin' like a Shonen, I’m Jonin, you more like Sakura

Told me she’d console me, but only if I fuck her like Casca

My niggas in jail, spent half my money to free 'em

Talkin' through a cell, no number seventeen I

Record with my pole, better vote for me I

Am Femto, idea of evil

Yeah I’m too paranoid, I don’t give a fuck

Type of nigga put some rounds in your Bentley Truck

Niggas say they Makaveli, guess that makes me Suge

Fuck a Smart Stunna, bitch, Falconia

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh (who that is?)

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Turn me up in my headphones

Turn 'em up

Ay, ay

J’s on my feet, Magnums on my meat

Solid in these streets, set it up, let’s meet

J’s on my feet, Magnums on my meat

Nigga of your dreams, set it up, let’s meet, bitch

Double crossed, walk in with the sauce

Suck my dick on soft, drip my lean like Voss

What you want, tell me what you want

Niggas turn they back, so I iced the double cross

Femto getting that money, Femto getting that money

Femto getting that money, Femto getting that money

Femto run to that money, Femto run to that money

Femto run to that money, Femto run to that money

Yuh, woop, woop, woop, woop, yuh

Ya dig, huh huh huh huh huh, ya dig

Huh, huh, yeah, ya dig

Yeah, yeah, ya dig

Bitch, bitch, bitch, haha

Bitch, bitch, bitch

Falconia 2017

She like sucking my meat, ya dig

Tuh, huh

Fuck niggas, man

Pussy niggas turned they back on me

Smart Stunnas, who the fuck is that?

Ya dig that, huh, huh

Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh

Tell all them ex hoes

Don’t hit my phone up

Ya dig