I’m That n*gga (2) lyrics

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Birdman


[Intro: Robb Banks]
Let that b*tch ride
Trunks in the booth
Cris Dinero on the track
We might do a fusion
(gling gling gling)
Huh, huh (know what I'm sayin')
Huh, huh (bring it back)
b*tch

[Refrain]
I'm that n*gga, huh, huh
Still that n*gga, huh, huh
Been that n*gga, huh, huh
Been that n*gga, huh, huh
Phone gon' kill you, huh, huh
Phone pull trigger, huh, huh
Phone might get you, huh, huh
Don't speak, written, huh, huh
Run this sh*t back, Phone

[Chorus: Robb Banks]
Still that, still that, huh
Still that n*gga
Been that, been that, huh
I been that n*gga
Still that, still that, you dig
Still that n*gga, you dig
Been that, you dig, been that, you dig
Been that n*gga
[Verse 1: Robb Banks]
Ayy, I told her move like a soldier
She gon' let me bend her, flip her over
f*ck her ass in the back of the Rover
Yeah, my neck like a four-leaf clover
And my left wrist got a boulder
Might spit it, might cough it up on you
Yeah, I f*ck your main b*tch, she a goner
Pinky ring look like a flying saucer
I feel like Fabo, feel like Fabo
Cotton candy, n*gga, got my Faygo
Love the Trapanese on my egg roll
New b*tch Japanese on my payroll
b*tch, I'm the Falcon, I'm the legend
You know the ho, come and get it
Don't like to talk, no attention
Might take your b*tch on a S-Rank mission
Double S, new edition
Cut the line, had addition
f*ck your b*tch, then I finger
In the basement, like Tigger

[Chorus: Robb Banks]
Still that, still that
Still that n*gga
Been that, SSET, been that, SSET
I been that n*gga, SSET SSET
Still that, still that
Still that n*gga
Been that, been that, you dig
Been that, I'm that n*gga, ho
[Refrain: Robb Banks]
I'm that n*gga
Still that n*gga
Been that n*gga
Yeah, I been that n*gga
Phone might kill 'em
Phone pull trigger
Phone might get you
Phone might flip you

[Verse 2: Lil Gnar]
Ink in my skin motivation
You know I stay motivated, uh
I know why n*ggas be hatin'
I been that n*gga since seventh
I might go get 911
Chopper give him a lil blessing
Chopper send him to the reverend
She hit my phone
She cannot leave me alone
Walked in this b*tch with my gat
Your wife wanna lick on my sack, woah
These n*ggas lame and they fraudulent
Her ass ain't fat, it got collagen
I am that n*gga, it's obvious
Hop in that whip like a god
Open the suicide door
We serve white like ping pong, uh
Backwood fat like King Kong, uh
Thumbin' through racks with a mink on
Huh, b*tch, I'm
Still that, still that
Still that n*gga
[Chorus: Robb Banks]
Still that, still that
Still that n*gga
Been that, SSET, been that, SSET
I been that n*gga, SSET SSET
Still that, still that
Still that n*gga
Been that, been that, you dig
Been that, I'm that n*gga, ho

[Refrain: Robb Banks]
I'm that n*gga
Still that n*gga
Been that n*gga
Yeah, I been that n*gga
Phone might kill 'em
Phone pull trigger
Phone might get you
Phone might flip you
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