Hell Yeah Robb Bank$ (Ft. Kie Money & Los Hosale)

[Intro]
Yeah you got to tip your hat to this one right here, you bitch
Take your hat off when you see me nigga
Whole squad in this motherfucker
All here in this bitch
Bird call nigga

[Hook]
Smoking J $tash in a Backwood
Stash a brick in a Care Bear
Fucked her on a pill, yeah yeah
Selling dope, hell yeah
Yeah we got it on us, yeah
And that shit in me, yeah
And that fire on me, yeah
We ‘bout it, hell yeah
Yeah we on that, hell yeah
Yeah we on that, hell yeah
Yeah they on that, hell yeah
Fuckin’ with it, hell yeah
Come fuck with me, hell yeah
You buyin’ dope, hell yeah
‘Cause they fuck with me, hell yeah

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Bitch I’m the phone, you a droid
Ain’t some coke in your life
Saw your bluff, boy you a lie
You an internet thug, you’re internet hype
I ain’t got no type, not at no no no, no not at all
Young nigga on papers like it’s a [?]
Beat my highscore and I never play myself once
Boy you a pussy, I know you ain’t tough
I’m so high I could make love to above
You spill my cup nigga, fill up a tub
You know I had my girl out in the fuzz
She let us run train, plane, bus
Your bitch give me head, back of the club
I was so high, couldn’t even nut
Percocet, Adderal, she got me stuck
Put some respeck on my name, bird call
Squad up!