Look Like Basquiat Robb Bank$

[Intro: Robb Bank$ & Cadie]
I'm happy
Mhm, mhm
Savage, life
SpaceGhostPurrp
Lil' bitch

[Verse 1]
My bathtub lift up, my walls do a 360
And you owe me 4 for that whole thang, that's 36 deep
I got yo bitch tryna spoon, I paint a picture with her hymen
She dress up like Sailor Moon for my excitement
Said "Wipe Me Down", I got a lot of money now, bitch
Said "Wipe Me Down", I got a lot of money now, bitch!
Nigga, get yo mind right, still got work on deck
Put you down with my connect if yo stocks right
Get tangible with that tangerine, break it down
So I can smoke it in the limelight, and I got a new bitch
We looking up at the stars, no ceiling like I'm tryna shoplift
In a candy-coated Van Gogh painted Lexus
Art school bitch love when I scoop her in that shit
When I talk, know that that's pimp shit mane
Blow sick smoke, smell like incense mane
Just bought a 5 and it grip my Hanes
And I put that on my momma like she Lisa Ann
It was flown overseas just to get sent to me
Hands stuck to my bitch tanlines while we at the beach
And I jumped yo homeboy, well sorry, bitch, I was on a bean
I got my bud and my woodgrain steering wheel
All from the Giving Tree, my nigga, fuck with me!
Well I got yo bitch, rubbing all on her clit in that oh-10
I recline my seat and pull out my shit
Shoot one on her hood like I'm Zimmerman
A handful of real niggas and I'm rolling with 'em bitch
Young nigga only growin' pains I got is in my dick
In the set with a redhead, battle to the death
Look like First Form Cell all the freckles on her chest
And I lay it all out, show 'em straight money so they know it's real
Robb Bank$ to the public, but to my Zo's I'm Jean-Michel