Robb Bank$ - Instagram Live Freestyle lyrics

Hey Cris, fuck you (I think I might be happy)
Off the dome, get it
On IG live right now too
Legendary, the legend
Don't ever get that confused (Rich Gang)
(Let's get it, let's get it, let's go)

(I think I might be happy) On IG live
So the whole SSETT watching (Watch)
And then I take the shit down
Like my first name Kanye (Loko)
Got Plan B's, Perc 3's
And money in my pocket chain crystals onyx
Like a nigga first name Brock
Got a black money fit
With the black money bitch

With the red monkey jeans for
You monkey ass niggas (Loko)
Monkey see, monkey do
Little monkey ass nigga
And the BB simon drip, oh, my bad
I mean spill
Watch a pussyfoot step, to a hoe, feline
I was in China eating cat talking back, Meowt
Yeah, andale, andale, diamonds cover me
Cover me babe don't smother me, smother

Me, when I'm coming, i'm coming
(Uh oh) diamond chain keep hugging me
Bitch, I'm east side, tugging me
Take your Plan B supplement, you a momma
E-IE-I (uh oh) take it slow, take it slow
Take it slow for me (Uh oh)
Take it slow, take it slow
Drop it low for me (Uh oh)

I'm sticking, and I'm sticking
And I'm sticking and I'm rolling
Glock with the, Glock with the
Glock with the pole and
Real Broward nigga, I don't answer
Not to no one well, what up, lil nigga
If it's up then show me

Green hearted, IG live, we glowing
Raf Simmons, Gucci socks, shout out to Dovi
Some niggas "Bet" that shit, yeah
"Bet" that shit then you want smoke
You ain't really asthmatic

Ya'll suckered that boy, I'mma give it back
You can give me a try, you can give me that
Yeah, bring a nigga boof, bitch, give me that
And you heard me though, nigga, yeah
Give me that
What they talking 'bout, run up in your crib
Bitch fuck your whole team
You on team money hitlist
Juiceman, handle all the 430 business
Count a bitch up, your residual endings

Clap them thighs, clap them thighs
Put it to the side
Let me hit you from the side
Clap them thighs, clap them thighs
Let me hit, let me hit it
Hit it from the side
Wings and fries, wings and fries
Wings and thighs, let me hit
It from the side, baby
You my side piece side, baby
You my side piece side, baby

Yeah, I'm a Broward baby, yeah
I'm a Broward baby
On God, I ain't Lil Baby, but I freestyle
Go crazy (I think I might be happy)
For real, yeah, real crazy
What they talking 'bout, lil bitch (Loko)
I should've stopped right there
They thought I was done
(Let's get it, let's go)

2012, I had a sack full of bars, lil nigga
And I bust that 12 into cars, lil nigga
(I think I might be happy)
And she bust it open for the team raw
Lil nigga
Now I'm taking niggas's shit, that law
Lil nigga
That law, lil nigga, work long, lil nigga
Can't size me up, you a small lil nigga
Big Audi truck, my car, lil nigga
Beast on a beat like (Rawr) , lil nigga
She busting that shit open for me, raw
Lil nigga
Female, my bitch, she give hard to a nigga
Hand to hand like a handjob, nigga
Big dog, you a pup

Fuck beef with your litter
By, by, by, by my lone out the Fiscker
My first love Bridgette
But my heart in a mess (Facts)
And I'm living in the Matrix, like Morpheus
Know what make daddy proud, bitch
Montana Fishburne
Brand new pilot, like I'm on a twelve seater
Flying on a private, you'll
Prolly talk to 12, nigga

If it came down to it
You'll prolly tell on me
Like the way she ride dick
Cock it like a boxer
Yeah, no co-defendant, be by myself, nigga
Me and your momma french kiss
Then she ate my, nigga
Book me right now, bet I'd make bail, nigga
If I shoot him, right now, he gonna bail
Nigga
If I shoot him, right now, he gonna squeal
Nigga
Ate the pussy up, it don't got a hair, nigga
Big boss, green hearted, don't fear niggas
Big boss, green hearted, don't fear niggas
Big boss, green hearted, don't fear niggas
Pulling up, blrp, blrp, then I air niggas

Sticking, and I'm sticking
And I'm sticking and I'm rolling
Glock with the, Glock with the
Glock with the pole and
Real Broward nigga, I don't answer
Not to no one well, what up, lil nigga
If it's up then show me

I think I might be happy