Wifisfuneral, Robb Bank$ - PayOut lyrics

Uhh, and I got, and I got too many choppers
Separate the ground like a goddamn ostrich
Name another opp talkin' down and we sparkin’
And I'm 300 deep, nigga, no Spartan (O oh)
Might wanna pick up your vest today
Pap shoot his neck when he up in aim
Dilated pupils, this shit I get used to
So when I pop X, I be up for days
Quick with the scope, setback
How you finna fold? So you been a rat
You get cheddar with the mice
I ain't into that
And the pussy 23, MJ that (yeah)
I be ballin’ like I'm Mike from way back
(yeah)
Crossover with the work, gotta pay flat
Eight racks 1735 T-shirt (Face tat, Femto)
007 with the guns gon' aim back
(Ooh, ah ah, Femto)

Sticks out the door (Sticks out the door)
Bad bitch ride on the pole
(Ride, ride, ride, ride)
Lick me up, suck on me slow
(Suck it, woop, woop, woop, woop)
Slept FLA, I told you so
(Yuh, yuh, I told you, let's get it)

Young nigga hopped off the porch
I was thirteen
Woodside by the Henny, fool with the Roxy
Stick made him head bang, Night at the Roxy
And I look down on niggas like Kami
Whole SSET like the Z Fighters
All us pop beans
Bitch, I'm SSET, y'all nigga just monkeys
I'm a all green great ape just like Broly
Yeah, no King Cold, got a new freezer on me
Can't go to the venue if it ain’t a pay out
You see the SSET, yeah
It ain’t nothin' to play ’bout
Break into your crib
We done studied the layout (SSET)
Remix to Ignition (SSET)
Fuck around and get brainwashed (SSET)
You thought she was sweet
Now your brain on the playground
Killin' mommas, babies, and kids, nigga
I ain't playin' around (Grr)
Kie Money’s out, then we fly with the Ks out
Pussy, if we beefin'
I ain't stoppin' 'til you fade out