[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 [Hook: Robb Bank$] [Verse 2: Robb Bank$] 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$]