Robb Bank$ - Bite Down lyrics

[Hook x2: Robb Bank$] Bite down Bite down Bite down Bite down Where we at b**h Where we at b**h Where we at b**h [Verse 1: Kie Money] I just might f** yo ol' lady Then I might duck yo ol' lady I'ma one night yo ol' lady I just might pipe yo ol' lday Yo ol' lady know I'm the sh** So I just threw her the dick Yo ol' lady know I'm the boy That's why she swallowed my kids I heard yo ol' lady a vet Heard yo ol' lady got bread Yo ol' lady know I'm a dog Yo ol' lady just got a pet You know me I'm good from the hood And I got good in the hood Take a pill, bite down That's how we do in the hood b**h I'm a trap star I learnt this rap sh** Before I touched the mic I only learned to wrap bricks It's street stunna n***a You know I'm on that Keep a pistol by my phone cause a n***a call shots [Hook x2: Robb Bank$] [Verse 2: Kie Money] I go by Kie Money the greatest Mothaf** yo favorite Real hot boy Sell a brick in front the ? I cut it like a razor-ed Sharper than a bla-z-ed Keep it on my hip but I ain't talkin bout no pager I add it, bag it, sack it Then I blow it like a bomb hoe n***a slangin K's like I'm f**in with Saddam hoe Broward County soldier Poppin like a soda Pistol in my pocket ain't got time for a holster n***a Wait, hol- up You see I bag up the racks then I stack it These f** n***as don't want no static I'm smokin a pack out of Cali And what you be smokin is average b**h I'm the sh** but I knew it Diamonds, they white like I'm Jewish Wet [Hook x2: Robb Banks]