Stunt-Man Robb Bank$

[Intro: Robb Bank$]
2 Phone do his own stunt
2 Phone do his own stunt
Phone nigga do my own stunts
I think I might be Happy
Courtesy of The Bomb Squad
Ayy

[Verse 1: Robb Bank$]
Sailor Moon we spooned under the lunar
Rick Owens space suit let her swoon in my Pluto wrist
Paint her face, Basquiat in her uterus
Agent slade hall of fame, I paid two hundred
Codeine Castle, red women like Stanis
Bling bling mad king you know I do magic
Stick to the code my hand go Jamie Lannister
Know that you want it, same nigga from Calendars, but

[Bridge: Robb Bank$]
Tennis bracelet my left hand, Cuban Link, right hand
That mean I dictate with my right, and my left touch racks
I rubber band all that, rub 'em out I'm a stunt man
Fuckin' no rubber off that got a rubber band bottom on fake Raf

[Chorus: Robb Bank$ & XXXTENTACION]
I stunt on a bitch shawty, I'm kickin' these new drills (Ayy, ayy)
Look at my chain shawty, look at my bracelet (Ayy, ayy)
I kick too much flav' shawty, might get you a new wrist (Ayy, ayy)
You know I'm a stunt man, I make you do flips (Ayy, ayy)