It Wasn’t Me Robb Bank$

[Intro]
SSET, SSET, SSET
Yeah, it's lit in this bitch, motherfucker
I think I might be happy
I got your ho sucking my motherfucking dick
Off the GHB and the adderall and the percocet
She might just vomit on my shit
My shit ten inches long down her throat
Ay, ay, SSET

[Verse 1]
Fuck with me, tell em niggas stop fuckin'
Cloverfield, hope you run out of luck with me
I'm at the void, feeding models with xans
Keep that shit low I ain't tell 'em they're pressed
I done had sex scandals in the press
I heard your mixtape, it was sweat
All of your chains look like fucking scraps
I was in Rolling Loud with the strap

[Hook]
But it wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
Hit 35, I'm for the P
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me
I can get 35 for the P, lil birch