Rob Da Bank Lyrics

Ya ya

Bitch wanna know where I'm at

In the lab, cookin' up some raps

Tryna make a couple racks real quick

Real quick

I cannot quit

Why would quit

Bitch, I'm the shit

Bitch, I'm the shit

What the fuck

Ay

Don't need sleep when you tryna run your bands up

Took her on a date, robbed the bank, put your hands up

When we go to war, man down, pick your mans up

Dick inside your whore, face down with her ass up

Ain't shit funny when you gettin to this money

Why you jokin' with me, I ain't into stand up

Yeah

I ain't never get no fuckin' handout

Fuck fitting in, I'ma stand tall, I was born to stand out

Real ones know I been really on my shit though

Tryna get rich, if I go broke, then it's kick door

Finna hit a lick, told my bro send the info

Why you talkin' shit, you still rockin' counterfeit gold

Thick hoe, I been tryna fuck, she the thoat goat

So I've been told by my bro and my bro's bro

Pull my phone out, told her pose for the photo

Certified freak hoe, only got four toes

I was like, damn hoe, where'd your toe go

Said she cut it off when she was playin' with a pogo

How'd it even happen? I think that she just a dumb hoe

When I rap, I gotta go hard, don't wanna go home

You ain't never had a bitch talkin' dirty on her house phone

I'm comin' over, I'ma fuck then send her back home

Gave the bitch my number, she ain't knew it was my trap phone

Back shots, finna break a bitch with no backbone

Gotta get it quick, I'm not happy when the money slow

Make a bih cum with my tip, yes, I'm one of those

Swimmin' in that bih like a fish, she a water hose

She so wet, man, I shoulda brought some other clothes

When it comes to rappin' I'm the best, y'all don't come close

I'm the hottest youngin' comin' up from the West Coast

Told that bitch that I don't give a fuck for the upmost

2022 is my year, finna touch gold

Ay, I could do this shit with no effort, no pressure

I just bought the store, you still playin' dress up

I got 25 lighters on my dresser

I know I'ma get paid today, I'm blessed that I'm next up

You still work that 9 to 5, I know you stressin'

I just spent your check, a Chrome Hearts necklace

Broke her damn heart, told her I don't got a med kit

Pop this plan b, why you talkin' bout protection

Phone on DND, cause I know you tryna text me

Doin' the right thing, I know God be tryna test me

I'm not rich forever yet so why would I be resting

I got bitches callin' me to tell me I'm the next thing, I know that

They see me goin' up, I know you so mad

Damn, that bitch sold the bag

Kickin' in your door, you gon' tell me where the yola at

Signed my first deal, Toni told me not to blow my whole advance

Ha, just like that, just like that, bitch

I'm so cracked, like I'm on crack bitch

And my new bitch out so fat, bitch

Bitch wanna know where I'm at

In the lab, cookin' up some raps

Just to make a couple racks real quick