4PEAT Robb Bank$ (Ft. Ski Mask the Slump God)

[Intro: Robb Bank$]
Yeah, mm, mm
Gettin' too overzealous (Broke nigga)
(Like the fuck niggas man)
Cris Dinero
Straight pulled out my dick (Yeah, mm), let her smell it, uh
I think I might be happy (Yeah, yeah)
Let's get it (Woo, woo, woo), uh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig? (Sset)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig? (Yuh, yuh, two)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, you dig? (Woo, woo, woo, woo, yeah)
You dig (Yeah), SSET (Bah, bah, bah, bah), ayy

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
I done have way too many niggas back down off a stare (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Fell off so quick, God forgot you was there
Bitch, I look like Griffith, I ain't dye my hair (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
You can't beat me boy, I was born from despair (Woo), real nigga shit (Yuh, yuh, yuh)
Hop out the egg (Yuh), straight in your bitch (Ah), huh, huh
I need a check (Sset, you dig), I'm teacher pet (Yuh, yuh), huh, huh (Happy)
She wanna fuck (Sset), I wanna lick (Yuh, yuh, yuh), make her scream Phone
Make it rain (Woo), make it storm, coulda look at me like God
New bitch bad as fuck (Huh, huh), little nigga back it up (Huh, huh), phone add it up
New coupe, I pass you up (Yuh), I could get your S-W-A-G-agger up (Sset, sset, sset)
Nigga, these ain't Swarovski crystals (Nah), grab my pistol, my flavor ain't artificial (Ah, uh)
Said I only rap 'bout bitches, nigga I get it, I let ya count them wit' me (Yuh, yuh, yuh)