ILYSM - Robb Bank$

Natra

Put that shit on gang

Why these hoes think we playing?

Had to be the one, I’m the man (you dig?)

Kill them niggas, kill them once again

Try to kill me, boy you missed

Shot your shot, shot me, go on with that shit

I ain’t put none on the rip

I told you off the rip

SSET!

Kill that hoe, Kill that bitch, kill that hoe, kill that bitch

Kill that hoe, Kill that bitch

Kill that hoe, ooh, kill 'em

Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches

Fuck these niggas, I’m that nigga

Racks got bigger, I went big and I got bigger

Know you love it, know you love it

Know you love that shit, yeah

Know you love it, huh, huh

I love bitches, I love pourin' fours, so much

I love any pill, and I love smokin' dope

Loved her anyways and now she just a hoe

I love when they actin' hard and pussy on the low (tie)

Femto really love beefin' I ain’t gon' hold ya (SSET, SSET)

I’m gonna go Patek my wrist, I’ma make it last longer (SSET, SSET, SSET)

Fuck nigga, I want you to see this shit, I can fuck yo' momma

Your main bitch love me too, talk critic right after I fuck her

Young nigga look at you and I see food, bitch, I’m fresh up out the pound (SSET)

Probably in your hood with 20 birds flyin' around

Got the Swiss cheese nozzle on the stick, air it out

Leave your whole shit flipped, fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?

(huh)

Let’s take every pill, we gon' go slow

Been looking for you for a while, where you goin'?

You was talkin' all that shit, so what we on?

I just got a new check, I told Bam I’m gon' pay his bond

I just got a new check, yeah

I just fuck it up, huh

Got your bitch, she sucking dick

In my Bentley truck, huh

Pop a pill, I’m geeked up, huh

Pop a pill, she geeked, huh

Vans all on my feet, huh

Diamonds on my teeth, huh

Iced out my AP

Your man so broke, he wanna be like me, uh

He can’t be like me, huh

He’s a wanna-be, uh

Ridin' 'round with the stick though, huh

Play the bitch like Nintendo, huh

I get the money you lame, huh

Iced out on the chain, huh

Looking at me, swear to God, your man so broke

Swear to God, he lame, huh

I get the money no fame, huh

He just do it for the fame, huh

Baby girl wanna step, huh

I’m drinkin' lean no beer, huh

Got dimes over here, huh

Diamonds all in my ears, huh

Yeah, Dexter, tuh, Dexter

Diamonds all in my ears, huh

Sippin' on lean, you think that it’s beer

What, yeah, ooh

Diamonds all in my ears, huh

Diamonds all in my ears

I’m sippin' on lean, you think that it’s beer

Yeah, Dexter, huh, yeah, what

I get the money whatever

I get the money whatever

Run the bands, I wear Margielas, bitch

Ooh, huh, pull up with a stick, huh

Swear to God, let it rip, huh

Swear to God, let it rip, huh, yeah, Dexter

Fuck these niggas, fuck these bitches

Fuck these niggas, I’m that nigga

Racks got bigger, I went big and I got bigger

Know you love it, know you love it

Know you love that shit, yeah

Know you love it, huh, huh