Cant Feel My Faxe lyrics
by Robb Bank$
[Verse 1: Da$H]
I'm the reason why you rappers in extinction
Seen n*ggas whip work, no stove in the kitchen
Microwave the pyrex, butter turn to chicken
Family MOB ties like the road to perdition
b*tch it's Dolla or it's Dillinger, don't address me as nothin' else
Now cause I'm an artist, don't think my gun on the f*ckin' shelf
This b*tch say she love me, don't even love herself
Came on her face so many times, look like she tryna melt
[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
I can get my di*k sucked anyway you feel entitled
You ride waves, I got .wav files on Tidal
Robb in my black tee, Bank$ like Simon
Ruger gon' stutter, sing like American Idol
Shootin' from the side, you ain't go outside
You coolin' at your window, I know that you pipe
[Verse 3: Robb Bank$ & Da$H]
Like Eddy Murphy doin' life, a n*gga gonna eat regardless
Know that the iron hot, could care less if you die or not
Dirt Nap Saibamen, b*tch is you hearin' me?
Knowin' that you're scared of me, real n*gga parody
Apple store gang member, iPhone thug, phone swung on 'em
Wait Da$H don't bust
n*gga don't wanna get touched by the boy, they think I'm crazy
I let them off easy, n*ggas die everyday B
Your b*tch screamin' "slave me!"
[Verse: 4 Da$H & Robb Bank$]
sh*t you would think it's Game of Thrones
Never left a thing at home, make thousands off of Boost Mobile
Chirp chirp, don't serve you if I don't know you
Test f*ck n*gga guarantee I will show you
Just how violent it get, lost my mind in this sh*t
I've kept it soo real sometimes I wish I lied in this b*tch