ROß THE ßANK lyrics
by BOY FROOT
Rob the bank, buy some dank, don't care what you think
Ski mask on my face gettin' chased by the po-po
I do what it takes just so I can get some mo' dro
I smash em with the TEC-9, I trash em do it all the time
I blast ya with my awkward rhymes, put cash into a locker of mine
In a flash I'm on top of all the mountains that I climb
Smokin' sacks and f*ckin' rappin' is a passion of mine
I hope I don't croak by the end of this line
Life's a big fat joke, you will be your own demise
So just sit back and toke, sniff some blow off this knife
That sh*t's real nice, it'll get you right
Just step towards the light, there's gotta be more to this life
Open the door look inside, I just wanna soar through the sky