Smoke Robb Bank$ (Ft. Zoey Dollaz)

[Intro: Robb Banks & Zoey Dollaz]
Yeah, a young nigga flooded for real
Ice teeth
White falcon
Don't want no smoke
Bet you'll catch me with a bird chest
I know your bitch heard of this
Dig what I'm sayin'? Word to this

[Hook: Zoey Dollaz]
Who want war? 'Bout it, 'bout it
I'm with that, you ain't 'bout it
Want no smoke, want no pressure
You ain't goon, we gon' test you
Who want war? 'Bout it, 'bout it
I'm with that, you ain't 'bout it
Want no smoke, want no pressure
You ain't goon, we gon' test you
Who want war? 'Bout it, 'bout it
I'm with that, you ain't 'bout it
Want no smoke, want no pressure
You ain't goon, we gon' test you

[Verse: Robb Banks]
In the back of the back, I'm gettin' that head, but I stop to charge the Tesla
Tryna fuck your friend, babe, what she say? You playin', you should let me text her
Run it up, more [?], AP with a iced out bezel
You gon' [?], 'til it get pink, green, hold up, on my chain gold medal
I'm runnin' that track so quick, Usain Bolt
And I got Givenchy on my toes
Nigga got too much ice on me, it's gettin' cold
And I'm wearin' Saint Laurent for my winter coat
I was up in Palm Springs and I'm blowin' Os
Bad bitches on me, and they all on go
I ain't with the talkin', see that by my pole
Suck me till she cough, lil mom, put me in your throat
For they won't