robert patekson - ​bbno$

Ayy, man, the-, the fuck you mean you ain't heard no fuckin'-

Fuck am I doing? Gettin' money

Goddamn, praise the lord (Woo)

Bought land, conquistador​

Madman, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I'm doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won't die, I'm Robert Patekson

I'm getting bread, you crumbly

I got baguette, she getting so fugly

I'm getting cash, go kiss on my ass

And suck on my balls, from front to the back, bitch

Mm-mm, she lovin' it, penis is hard, my condom in love with me

Two thousand messages, all of them girls

Hand on the testament, buy her new pearls

No way, get my bag up, sell my kidney

Yes, I'm pamper, I ain't pissy

Watch my meat spin, make her dizzy

Need no reason, I ain't picky

I bought a house in Greece

I don't know why, might have to lease it out

Gucci you know, it don't crease (Huh)

Why did the beat cut out?

Hey, turn that shit back up

Way, up her labia

Paid, main stage India

Say, ain't no way we up

Goddamn, praise the lord (Woo)

Bought land, conquistador

Madman, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I'm doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won't die, I'm Robert Patekson

I'm getting bag to Baghdad

I still recline, I'm in a Maybach

Still getting cash, I'm getting jared

I rented a PJ, throwing some racks, I'm up in the sky

I cannot drive, my shit is too high

I'm wiping my ass, It's twenty-five ply

Up in the France singing, I'ma go blind (On god)

And my car park only fit two, but I bought three, so I need more space

And everything you say I said before

You paraphrasing, lil' bitch (Uh, uh)

Hey, turn that shit back up

Way, up her labia

Paid, main stage India

Say, ain't no way we up

Goddamn, praise the lord (Woo)

Bought land, conquistador

Madman, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I'm doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won't die, I'm Robert Patekson

Goddamn, praise the lord (Woo)

Bought land, conquistador

Mad man, Don Draper drip, nothing I can't afford

Big biz, I'm doing fine, up to shenanigans

Tick-tick, my wrist won't die, I'm Robert Patekson