Bankro$e

I scooped my man Matt
And he hopped in the whip with tan slacks
With a backpack full of mad things that he ransacked
Quick trip
Don't know why he brought a bag that was jam packed
But he the extra type so it's no surprise when he ran back

In the crib but it's good cuz we got time
Its early afternoon and we gotta be there by nine
I got a show in the D and I'm ready to blow ya mind
With a multisyllabic flow
That will have you thinking I'm blind

We pulling up at 8 and we looking out for a sign
Right on 7 mile road see thugs hopping in line
But we not in no rush so we sipping liq and recline
How we walking out on the block feels hype and so divine

I check in
And I see loads of slots
But I ain't even tripping cuz I know my flows is hot
And we look around the place and see some bros and thots
Some frozen rocks
They even got a clothing shop

But it's time for me to rap yo
Saw a couple a cats go
Checkin how they coming and seeing the crowd react slow
Then I grab the mic and I spit a couple of fast flows
I glance at the crowd and they look at me like an asshole

But I still got my daps and left
Cuz ain't no way nobody feel me when my raps is fresh
Forget about that
I might as well hit up my guys
I know some people in Detroit going to be a nice surprise
(Vytis)

We linked up
And he asking me how the shit go
Why you leave early instead of staying to spit mo
I can't even tell you I just felt like leaving
Just to kick it with the homies have a real nice evening

I had to work in the morn so we left at six
But I fell asleep on the way back and wrecked the whip
Going 70 on highway my breath was lit
I passed the test we blessed as shit



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Ekwuaju
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