Buy It (January) Robb Bank$

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
I tell 'em stop bullshittin' on a real nigga
Civil upbringing but you pushing me to kill niggas
Tylenol with that codeine, ho that be my peer pressure
Still a pretty bitch I do my dreads at the hair dresser
Yeah that life im still bout it, smang yo bitch then im out it
Still sippin' on that drowsy and that Range still cloudy huh
Fuck boys ain't even allowed around me huh
Im just sayin' you niggas ain't even much a challenge nah
Im talkin' bout these drugs more than I used to
And I got a little more confidence than usual
My bitch look like a black Barbie, nigga im a Ken doll
Breath smellin' like filet mignon and menthols
Prometh blunts on my plate full of regrets
Porcelain suicide girl posing like Alysha Nett
I purgator on a slore after im on top of her
With jazz playing in the back like Cinemax erotica
All my hoes got accents like they from The Tudors
And I dont wear Supreme cause im trynna be like Odd Future
So get a even burn on that blizzy and dont skip me
All my bitches double call em Nurse Joy and Officer Jenny

[Hook 1]
Now is you bout it?
Then be about it, bout it
I wish all you niggas flex but I doubt it, doubt it
Blame my age group if im being childish, childish
Now blow my load in yo bitch mouth and I bet she down it, down it
I'm clownin' but my fans like it
These hoes mad cause I keep who im fuckin' private
Got a price up on your head then bitch I buy it, buy it
Got some money on your head then bitch I buy it, buy it