ShootOut xD

[Intro] (I'm working on dying) Roll the blunt, James, please, bruh Thank you, my brother You dig? Greenhearted Woo, woo, woo Let's get it Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh Woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo, woo Uh, uh, uh, uh, spread my wings Uh, uh, uh, uh, get my lane Yeah, that's what it is, nigga Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh For real, okay [Chorus: Robb Bank$] Opp on sight, shoot a nigga (yeah) Cops outside, shootin' niggas (brr brr) Baby momma outside, shoot a nigga (brr) Why you walkin' with your chop? Shoot a nigga (brr brr) If you on trial, shoot a nigga (brr brr) All my niggas doin' time, shoot a nigga (brr) See a bitch you don't like, shoot a nigga (yeah) Got two guns on me like Tomb Raider (yeah) [Post-Chorus: Robb Bank$] I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (rah, rah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (fact, yeah, yeah) Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted (ya digg) Green beam, I’ma hit my target (bow) Got a hundred bands in my pockets And I got your bitch on molly (rah, rah, rah) [Verse 1: Robb Bank$] And I got your bitch off molly (facts, yuh) Top notch spill, no stylist (yuh) Got a hundred round drum my closet (yuh) Got the Gucci smellin' like gunpowder (yuh, yuh, yuh) Baby, the ice don't get much louder (SSET) [?] the price, don't need much better (brr) Bet your girlfriend drained my bladder (woo) 24k golden showers Got a bitch to text me, you would think it's Ripley's Believe it or not, she said she finna fuck the whole team I don't really give a fuck for pussy, money, or lean You know I love confrontation, tell them drop the addy [Chorus: Robb Bank$] Opp on sight, shoot a nigga (yeah) Cops outside, shootin' niggas (brr brr) Baby momma outside, shoot a nigga (brr) Why you walkin' with your chop? Shoot a nigga (brr brr) If you on trial, shoot a nigga (brr brr) All my niggas doin' time, shoot a nigga (brr) See a bitch you don't like, shoot a nigga (yeah) Got two guns on me like Tomb Raider (yeah) [Post-Chorus: Robb Bank$] I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (rah, yeah, yeah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (rah, rah) I'ma do the Benz, no 'Rari (fact, yeah, yeah) Yeah, 2PhoneShawty green hearted (ya digg) Green beam, I’ma hit my target (bow) Got a hundred bands in my pockets And I got your bitch on molly (rah, rah, rah) [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't even gon' say nothing Pull up in the whip, push buttons Rolls-Royce big, it's a hummer Man, I hope you don't love her That girl that you dropped out with, man, I had that bitch last summer Let's get it Girl like, let's stop, uh Chopper like T.I, uh [?] Bitch, I got three eyes Slatt, that's a beehive Green like keylime [?] three sights And this chopper, that's a P90 [Interlude: Robb Bank$ & Lil Uzi Vert] Yeah, yeah Greenhearted SSET Falconia Lil Uzi, Lil Uzi [Verse 3: Lil Uzi Vert] [?] 30-inch on my smith and rims I can't see no hater diamond Cartier on my lens I turn to Darth Vader, matte-black, yeah, that's on my Benz Eastside red [?] Fucked your bitch like once again Smoke out the pound, you smokin' out the corner still got a bitch up in Lauderdale I just put my dick up right in your daughter still My diamonds they water still Had to leave 'em bitches sparklin', sparklin' still 'Cause I paid a half a mil' No, no, no, you don't get no cash for real I just spent half a reel ... Smoke gas bitch, [?] Make a bitch shake, crumpet Hit it from the back, hump it [?] you better duck it Pass it, brand new 'Rari, don't crash it My new bitch she nasty Suck on my dick 'til her lips get ashy Hold on [?] [?] my hair off one side Told that bitch I feel like Gatsby I'm the one always in charge, I cannot sit in no back seat I had to pull out my Rar' Told that bitch please do not cap me [?] Made that bitch say, "Oh my god" [?] She gave me neck like a tie