Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hella Foes, artist - Robin Banks
Date of issue: 29.10.2015
Song language: English
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 |