RELAY South Strip & Rob Bank$

[Intro: Robb Bank$]
Yeah, yeah, bitch
Mm
Ayy
Ayy, ayy
Ayy, yeah, nigga

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Nigga ain't never snatched my chain or my bitch, nigga, for real
Feed my pitbull gunpowder and I feed all the bad hoes pills
Y'all niggas act like what y'all is, pure pussy, yeah, nigga, bitch
3.14, shit, only math I get is 5.56, nigga
Ho look like Tori Brixx, nigga, I feel like the richest kid, nigga
On GQ with a bottle of gin, nigga, how you finna have the juice without Bishop?
Fuck I look like wrestlin' with you niggas? Niggas hit rock bottom and start actin'
I'm an Eric Bischoff, McMahon, nigga, I fuck around and rig the whole matchup
Three hoes tryna lay on they back with they arms around me, what you know about that?
Fuckboy, I made them J's come back with my hat real low like I'm fadin' to black
Pussy, I came on, then removed like a tonsil, why would I lie about that?
I be in her mouth like I'm fightin' the plaque, in every trap like lemon pepper, all flats

[Chorus: Constant]
Ayy, this that murder music, fuck around, get murdered to it
Pull up at the early noon and I might turn into a nuisance
Live my life so convoluted, bitch, get the fuck up out my way
You see the twisted smile on my face while I make 'em run like a relay race, okay ('Cause)
This that, this that murder music, fuck around, get murdered to it
Pull up at the early noon and I might turn into a nuisance
Live my life so convoluted, bitch, get the fuck up out my way
You see the twisted smile on my face while I make 'em run like a relay race, okay ('Cause)