[Hook: Robb Bank$]
Got bands on me, beans on me, see it on me, get it from me
Tellin peoples on me, I got bond money
Legal money, got it illegal
Shawty she on it, I came, she caught it splash
I don't even know why all you little f** boys always tryna' be like me
They don't know I got lean on me
Yo b**h took a sip then leaned on me
Hey b**h I get money like
Boy I got your ho f**ing like
When they hear a n***a coming they like (beep)
Catch a n***a smart stunning like, that's right lil' b**h
[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
We all on sight, all I ever hear is on sight
Well f** n***a I'm here, look for the n***a with the hair
You walk by, no surprise
Keep using that Mangekyō then you bound to go blind
b**h I came on two Xan's them two milligrams
And I'm tryna' say I pour a five jug out of spite
Just to want on yo' one cliché lean high
With the 275, still a SS n***a
Smart Stunna she s** it, sound like a lisp my n***a
Put it on paper I go get it like a list n***a
f** around with SpaceGhost guarantee you one dead a** n***a
No issue, boy I'll die for my n***a
What I got to be scared for?
Cause your twitter bio say psycho, well you half way there
At least you look crazy ol' silly a** n***a
Puttin' on your momma dress don't make you no k**er
sh**, Norman Bates a** n***a
Aye subject dropped high school wasn't my cup of tea
And a degree, definitely wasn't my pop
But when them Zoes taught a n***a bout' them pills I listened
Had leaves, stones and mist
From the water whip I'll hit it, my mind was on the riches
Headbands my n***a
Still cut a n***a lean, still don't cut deals
Feel like the Akatsuki the way I crack seals
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[Verse 2: Robb Bank$]
Your b**h want to s** the codeine out a n***a
High as f** the police, but all you do is investigate me n***a
I rep FLA but no, handshakes don't mean sh** to me n***a
And ain't nobody like me sh**, I'm Meg Griffin n***a
Aye got walk around money, look like the diamond's jogging
So a n***a think he getting questioned at dinner
When the waiter walk up to my table with a dumb a** statement like
"Distilled or sparkled?"
Your paycheck stuck in between my teeth
These ain't pull-outs boy I'm permanently thuggin'
And your main b**h love it
Look how you living, eating Tyson meat for dinner, Robin Givens-a** n***a
Don't know what they got until it's gone
But no refunds on your virginity
Now you always got the one like Trinity
Boy I f**ed your ho to neo-soul, got it personal
As one of my unfinished mixes
I take his a** off right after the dranks mixed
Dusty shoe n***a say he running through a check
Tell his a** shh, be quiet while I sip
b**h I run my city, even call the mixtape my city
On some cliché sh**, see I'm using big words
Now I been cross the globe, met foreign hoes
We speaking in tongues and I ain't even say hello
p**y n***a pause on that VHS my b**h don't like that gay sh**
See what happened to that 3rd n***a that tried to strip
Everybody think the Trap God ain't in real life they Trap Lords
Lying about they sack like a dyke
[Hook: Robb Bank$]