Here we go again
Bad bitch I don't ever beg friend
Hella p's so you know I like to spend
Got my own I ain't never gotta lend gotta lend
Hot girl yes she Peng
Free up all my niggas in the pen
Funny I started with a paper and a pen
Couple years later now I'm making paper off the pen
Shits Leng
It's all good in the hood
Young boss Ima do em like Suge
Comin for me yeah them bitches wish they could
Flow tight coming like your new books
What's good
Yeah they call me Banks
Coming from the struggle
Now it's 6 o's in the bank
Top tier level shit number 1 in the ranks
Man I been a real one and you hoes Tom Hanks

Gimme my respect
Put a couple commas on my check
Been the best and still the best
Nothin more nothin less

Gimme my respect
Put a couple commas on my check
Been the best and still the best
Nothin more nothin less

Comin from the South
Funny what a hoe will do clout
Why you keep running up your mouth
Talkin all that gang shit that ain't what your really bout
What you sayin?
And you know we ain't playing
One call and my niggas get to sprayin
Might just pull up where you layin
Bruddas get to vacayin'
I ain't going half way I'm going way in
Like that nigga Drake
You gon always be a cunt no matter how much P's you make
Tell me why beef when there's so much still a stake
All that online caption only so much I can take
Niggas fake
I just do what I do
Back then everyday it was rice and stew
Now I'm in Mayfair Novikov Nobu
Damn right little bitch I don't wanna be you
Who am I?
Little nigga who are you?
Talkin smack tell me what your gonna do
They ain't fuckin with the crew
coming from the 17 couldn't walk in my shoes
No way
Everyday man I gotta get payed
Coming with the gang then you know we're gonna slay
Serving up these bitches on a tray
They don't want it mayday mayday

Gimme my respect
Put a couple commas on my check
Been the best and still the best
Nothin more nothin less

Gimme my respect
Put a couple commas on my check
Been the best and still the best
Nothin more nothin less

Eat it up, fuck me good
Suck my toes
1st date told him get rid of them hoess
Tonight you ain't chillin with the bros
I tell you how it's gonna go
Your gonna come round mine
Pull up like half 9
Back blown sending chills all up my spine
Got him whipped the way I dip fine dine
Never had the taste of fine wine
Getting better with time
Still I'm in my prime
Your old girl still sour like lime
18k you can see the way I shine
Banksy one of a kind
I might just blow your mind
When I pop it
Mad skill no one can't clock it
Anticipating like a… when I drop it