Hella Foes

Album cover art for "Hella Foes" by Robin Banks & Young Grove

Robin Banks & Young Grove - Rap

Hella Foes

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[Intro] 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) [Chorus] 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 (x2) [Verse: Robin Banks] 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 [Chorus] 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 (x2) [Verse: Young Grove] 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) [Chorus] 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 (x2)

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  • Robin Banks