I'm That Nigga - Robb Bank$, Lil Gnar

Let that bitch ride

Trunks in the booth

Cris Dinero on the track

We might do a fusion

(gling gling gling)

Huh, huh (know what I’m sayin')

Huh, huh (bring it back)

Bitch

I’m that nigga, huh, huh

Still that nigga, huh, huh

Been that nigga, huh, huh

Been that nigga, huh, huh

Phone gon' kill you, huh, huh

Phone pull trigger, huh, huh

Phone might get you, huh, huh

Don’t speak, written, huh, huh

Run this shit back, Phone

Still that, still that, huh

Still that nigga

Been that, been that, huh

I been that nigga

Still that, still that, you dig

Still that nigga, you dig

Been that, you dig, been that, you dig

Been that nigga

Ayy, I told her move like a soldier

She gon' let me bend her, flip her over

Fuck her ass in the back of the Rover

Yeah, my neck like a four-leaf clover

And my left wrist got a boulder

Might spit it, might cough it up on you

Yeah, I fuck your main bitch, she a goner

Pinky ring look like a flying saucer

I feel like Fabo, feel like Fabo

Cotton candy, nigga, got my Faygo

Love the Trapanese on my egg roll

New bitch Japanese on my payroll

Bitch, I’m the Falcon, I’m the legend

You know the ho, come and get it

Don’t like to talk, no attention

Might take your bitch on a S-Rank mission

Double S, new edition

Cut the line, had addition

Fuck your bitch, then I finger

In the basement, like Tigger

Still that, still that

Still that nigga

Been that, SSET, been that, SSET

I been that nigga, SSET SSET

Still that, still that

Still that nigga

Been that, been that, you dig

Been that, I’m that nigga, ho

I’m that nigga

Still that nigga

Been that nigga

Yeah, I been that nigga

Phone might kill 'em

Phone pull trigger

Phone might get you

Phone might flip you

Ink in my skin motivation

You know I stay motivated, uh

I know why niggas be hatin'

I been that nigga since seventh

I might go get 911

Chopper give him a lil blessing

Chopper send him to the reverend

She hit my phone

She cannot leave me alone

Walked in this bitch with my gat

Your wife wanna lick on my sack, woah

These niggas lame and they fraudulent

Her ass ain’t fat, it got collagen

I am that nigga, it’s obvious

Hop in that whip like a god

Open the suicide door

We serve white like ping pong, uh

Backwood fat like King Kong, uh

Thumbin' through racks with a mink on

Huh, bitch, I’m

Still that, still that

Still that nigga

Still that, still that

Still that nigga

Been that, SSET, been that, SSET

I been that nigga, SSET SSET

Still that, still that

Still that nigga

Been that, been that, you dig

Been that, I’m that nigga, ho

I’m that nigga

Still that nigga

Been that nigga

Yeah, I been that nigga

Phone might kill 'em

Phone pull trigger

Phone might get you

Phone might flip you