In N Out 645AR (Ft. Robb Bank$)

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[Chorus: 645AR & Robb Bank$]
All my niggas bang, they choose they fingers
I love chasing M's with them bangers
I be livin' in the trap (I be livin' in the trap)
[?] so demanding
[?] so good, you don't even see it
I got a dick and you know that I'm gon' beat it (Beat it, beat it)
[?] that's gon' be yo last [?]
I'm shootin' at yo nigga, gon' bring yo ass home
[?] hundred (Hundred)
I only make big ole hundreds (Hundreds)
[?]
I only smoke cookie, no Newport
Keep [?] two port
Big choppa, name him Too $hort
All my niggas bang, they choose they fingers (Yeah)
I love chasing M's with them bangers
I be livin' in the trap (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse: Robb Bank$]
Hold it down, baby, keep all this shit clear (Shh)
Wе shot his ass from half court, this ain't a layup, yeah
These niggas plottin' from thе top floor, like the mayor, yeah
I tried to bust it in they face [?] (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Slime taker (Yeah), smearing off your makeup (Yeah)
I done kicked the sack chaser out the Bentley benz taker, yeah
Real nigga, baby, you know my genetics make 'em (Yeah)
My bitch [?] Jason Statham
Feel like Kodak, closed case 'em (Set)