Robb Bank$ - Falconia lyrics

I think I might be happy Rich Gang [Refrain] Falconia, 'conia Long road to Falconia Bend her over, bend her over I'm a torturer, torturer Phone walk in, pandemonium Ask that b**h if I can cum on her [Bridge] (Yeah) Yeah (Yeah) Yeah, yeah b**h Yeah Yeah, yeah (She s** on that dick) b**h Yeah Yeah, yeah b**h, b**h Yeah Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah [Hook] This ain't that This ain't this Lotta that Lotta this Lotta guns Lotta clips Lotta hoes Lotta whips This ain't that This ain't this Lotta that Lotta this Lotta guns Lotta clips Lotta hoes Lotta whips [Break] Huh, let em breathe Tuh Get your b**h f** with me See what I'm saying? Smoking on Lemon tree Double the Double the phone SSET Know your b**h At the double tree [Verse] Pit filled with treachery Sir Griffith, address me correctly Hipster b**h, jeans grey, she gave me telepathy [?] my location, yeah, gave that dick community Paintings of me on the wall, walk in, she say, "Who is he?" Countertop, marble knot, granite white, wood floor Head good, real wood, she for real, she a [?] .38 special on the dresser, don't touch it, that's not no toy Zero points for testing me, I shoot you, feel no empathy Lil boy, lil b**h, you a [?] I got, pull up, I'mma rob her f** is you talking about b**h? f** is you saying, lil ho? I'm f**ing your main lil ho Diamonds all over my chain, lil ho [Bridge] Yeah Yeah, yeah SSET, SSET, SSET, SSET, SSET Yeah Yeah, yeah f** her good She say "Yeah, yeah" s** the wood Yeah, yeah, yeah SSET, SSET, SSET [Hook] This ain't that This ain't this Lotta that Lotta this Lotta guns Lotta clips Lotta hoes Lotta whips [Bridge 2] Lotta b**hes Lotta Lotta Lotta Lotta Lotta Lil Phone gotta have a lotta [Outro] Falconia, 'conia Long road to Falconia, 'conia Long road to Falconia, 'conia b**h, I'll take you to Falconia, 'conia SSET I think I might be happy