Fineale Robb Bank$

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Oooooh that pussy smell like teen spirit
Fuck nigga want it, then a fuck nigga get it
You looking for a real pimp nigga, I can be it
Bitch young nigga pull strings, cousin skeeter (aye)
Pop that pill, you know the drill strip then tell me how it feel
Thighs to the side, like a combo meal
Tools to the trade, Bob the Builder in the sheets
And that pussy too tight, cause it still screwing me
Dining set imported, she fucking on my carpet
Chewing molly rocks, spitting stone, I’m Dabura
Don't judge a book by it's cover, fucked a bitch off BackPage
Let me tell you bout it all (lil bitch)
Niggas hate on you, cause they think it help em' get on
Then bump yo shit whenever they alone
Been listening since my video had 33 views
And ya' girl like the beat, and I'm like me too


[Hook]
Gah'damn bae look like you hopped out a dream
Ride the stick like a witch, girl you the next supreme
Give it to me all day, gone put it in my face
Stop playing gimmie' that Sasha Fierce girl Yonce
Finer than ya' bitch
Finer than ya' bitch nigga
Finer than ya' bitch
Finer than ya' bitch nigga
Come find ya' bitch
Come find ya' bitch nigga
Bitch nigga you know what it is
Finer than ya' bitch