Lyrics Flo Milli Shit (Freestyle) - Robb Bank$

Flo Milli Shit (Freestyle) - Robb Bank$
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Date of issue: 01.07.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English

Flo Milli Shit (Freestyle)

Femto, get with the shit
Ho, better lick the dick
Uh, pussy sweat when I walk in the party
Captain Ginyu I go body to body
Walking Dead off the xan turn to a zombie
I gave her some dick she said «Thank you,» kindly
Got a Middle East bitch from Abu Dhabi
Really she a terrorist, blow dick for me
Doing dirt, hiding in a hole, bin Laden
Kid Goku the power pole, let her climb it
Sit on my Nimbus bitch you know I’m clouded
She took addies, they just grabbed that dick and slob it
Yeah you give her a cradle you know she gon' rob it
Cradle to the grave bitch you know I’m the robber
Pop a perc, shoot your nigga and won’t say I’m sorry
I’m throwing up the Roc call him Jigga, Shawn Carter
And I got the blueprint for the reasonable doubters
All like Frieza with the scouter power level ten thousand
Now I gave her that perc and that bitch keep on fighting it
Split the other half knocked her out on my Tyson shit
Point out the riot you know I’m enticing it
She chewed up the dick while I chewed up a Vicodin
So I don’t think that’s the ho you should be wifing, kid
Don’t put no ring on it but it’s okay to like the bitch
And if y’all stop talking no emotion, act like she dead
Ho gon' be a ho and I love all mine, quiet (Shhh)
Nah bitch I ain’t your man (430)
I don’t even remember your name I was off a xan, for real (Yuh!)
Nah bitch I ain’t your man
I don’t even remember your name I was off the xan, chea (Yuh!)
Femto, get with the shit
Ho, better eat the dick
Yeah yeah yeah, P90 bitch watch what I do to ya
Glocks, FN’s, and I got a Ruger tucked
I got guns for days trying to make your medulla bust
This teacher not virtual nigga I’m schooling ya
And I got the fetti, the guap, the arugula
And your bitch a gnat, a thot, yea we through with her
Bitch know I’m petty, I’m shiesty, I’m booted up
Yeah they called up left a condom in the room for him
3 AM and I’m running 'round the lobby
Singing R. Kelly «I Believe I Can Fly»
I got a little thot in the parking lot wild’n
That pussy smell sick, probably COVID I’ll swab it
Bitch stop playing like I ain’t a love doctor
Antidote, antidote one more molly
Rear end that bitch and headshot the driver
Shiesty I lead her to your cheap ass Honda
Crazy

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