RoBiN JeAns
I play music that she like
So she think we in love
Love love
I can buy anything
I think she want everything
Mall I'm buying everything
I can buy anything
So much money
She can't breathe
Flying like my Robin Jean
I don't even need the lean
But I'm bussin out
My fucking out the spline
Za I'm smoking fuck you mean
I just got some Buddah bands
From the white people
In the Industry I'm shaking hands
Now this money make her dance
I know he ain't ain't got no fans
Yeah he be faking shit
I can see it by the second glance
Worldstar gave me a second chance
Now I make ya momma dance
Blow up I Osama damn
She eat dick like candy yams
Her pussy sound like macaroni
So I'm in it going ham
Bussin like a rubber band
Bussin like I'm on Xan
Bussin like a hundred mans
Bussin I fucked up the plan
Slim thick call her Ri Ri
She follow back on IG
I make her go blind
From the sparkles
On my BB
I love that bitch I'm toxic
She can't go that's RIP
And I with the dumb shit
I make bitches omg
I think she want everything
Mall I'm buying everything
I can buy anything
So much money
she can't breathe
Flying like my Robin Jean
I don't even need the lean
But I'm bussin out
My fucking out the spline
Za I'm smoking fuck you mean
I just got some Buddah bands
From the white people
In the Industry I'm shaking hands
Now this money make her dance
I know he ain't ain't got no fans
Yeah he be faking shit
I can see it by the second glance
Worldstar gave me a second chance
Now I make ya momma dance
So she think we in love
Love love
I can buy anything
I think she want everything
Mall I'm buying everything
I can buy anything
So much money
She can't breathe
Flying like my Robin Jean
I don't even need the lean
But I'm bussin out
My fucking out the spline
Za I'm smoking fuck you mean
I just got some Buddah bands
From the white people
In the Industry I'm shaking hands
Now this money make her dance
I know he ain't ain't got no fans
Yeah he be faking shit
I can see it by the second glance
Worldstar gave me a second chance
Now I make ya momma dance
Blow up I Osama damn
She eat dick like candy yams
Her pussy sound like macaroni
So I'm in it going ham
Bussin like a rubber band
Bussin like I'm on Xan
Bussin like a hundred mans
Bussin I fucked up the plan
Slim thick call her Ri Ri
She follow back on IG
I make her go blind
From the sparkles
On my BB
I love that bitch I'm toxic
She can't go that's RIP
And I with the dumb shit
I make bitches omg
I think she want everything
Mall I'm buying everything
I can buy anything
So much money
she can't breathe
Flying like my Robin Jean
I don't even need the lean
But I'm bussin out
My fucking out the spline
Za I'm smoking fuck you mean
I just got some Buddah bands
From the white people
In the Industry I'm shaking hands
Now this money make her dance
I know he ain't ain't got no fans
Yeah he be faking shit
I can see it by the second glance
Worldstar gave me a second chance
Now I make ya momma dance
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Smalls
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