Lyrics Hella Foes - Robin Banks, Yong Grove

Hella Foes

Northside
What it go what it do ma’n
They' don’t know it’s a takeover ma’n (Course that shit)
Let’s get it, south time
Fuck the opps (Ay, ay, ay, skrr)
We dem boys in a roy
(Skr pull up, boys)
I’m stacking my paper, i’m counting this paper, yeah I got hella dough
Bands in my left, bands in my right, yeah I got hella more
Bitch sucked my dick yeah bitch love the kid, yeah I got hella hoes
Niggas hates me and I don’t know why, oh yeah I got hella foes
I’m Robin Banks, if you ain’t know (if you ain’t know)
Shoutout IMG, free stacks off the hoe (free stacks off the hoe)
I’m screaming free my guys free my folks (man free my folks)
And free these bitches cause niggas cuffing hoes (they be cuffin)
Had to draw my last bitch, because she movin' brand new
Had to sip myself because niggas brand new
Gucci on my waist, so it choose it brand new
40 on my waist, shit it ain’t new man it’s used
See I ain’t rich but I ain’t broke either
I’m a funny nigga but I ain’t a joke either
I don’t call foes, I don’t eat the pussy either
I just get my dick sucked, fucked, then I leave her
Cause' I get it when I need it, so I don’t need her
Robin Banks making shows taking ehsia
Cops be asking my questions, I forgot you got a lut like a nigga out here got
amnesia
I’m stacking my paper, i’m counting this paper, yeah I got hella dough
Bands in my left, bands in my right, yeah I got hella more
Bitch sucked my dick yeah bitch love the kid, yeah I got hella hoes
Niggas hates me and I don’t know why, oh yeah I got hella foes
Hol' up
You know those girls' that cracking them cokas
Fresh off that part of the corner
Straight raw no soda
Sicker than ebola
Only let up a rolla
Henny when I probe a nigga everyday I turn up
Fuck you niggas man, I don’t want to know I’m getting money While now I’m
flying over borders getting hella dough
Bang bros talking bout' bank bros filled up with bank bros, only Rob banks
cause he bank those
Moving bounce, in the bound getting bands, just like how my niggas trappin in
the bando (whip, whip)
Big guns lots of ammo
2 hands in the hando man down
Fear me frown when they come, they don’t come around
Jane and Finch on top no side of town (North side)
I’m stacking my paper, i’m counting this paper, yeah I got hella dough
Bands in my left, bands in my right, yeah I got hella more
Bitch sucked my dick yeah bitch love the kid, yeah I got hella hoes
Niggas hates me and I don’t know why, oh yeah I got hella foes