Bank Book Heavy
Thee Blasian Thee Blasian Thee Blasian Thee Blasian
Flash Flash Flash Flash
Ayy, licky licky gyal, come suck off me cocky
Go do you BBL, so me cyah slap up your batty
Dutty dog, Dutty whore, Dutty bitch
You still a hate pon me you life wah fix
Okay, hold on, that was a little too vulgar
Let me spit in proper English and still kill ogres
Might I add, I think you're going out really really sad
A fuck up a check, please run up a bag
Hush up before I empty the mag
Face card valid and it's giving mag
Playing with your dick
Is better than paying with me
40k, 50k, right in the Bentley
Why are you pressed, do you have an issue
My hand's staying ready, mmm, jiujitsu
I be Liking, Latin niggas, spicy nut on my quesadilla
Eat that shit up like a Glorilla, my flow sick, mucho fria
Anyway, ni hao, my dick big and my booty go Brown
I'm the realest, the hardest, bitch, you's retarded
I'm cooking up gas at
That shit, stinking like I farted
Hit every target, you shopping at Target
Making my money, hitting every margin
Bankbook heavy, niggas ain't ready
Just like a viper, lyrics stay deadly
Ho, I'm not friendly, so I stay ready
If you got a problem, come at me directly
I got a white girl that will pop you, and her name is Leslie
Then she'll run you over, right in her Chevy
Yo, coochie smelly, you shower rarely
Sliding on the beat, it's giving oily
Slicing these hoes, you can call me Freddy
Ayy, boy, how much time me a go tell you
You is a likkle pickney, and you have fi go a school
You're too damn rude, yo mada should a beat, you
Just a dutty up your clothes, come let me teach you
Big hole boy and a big hole gyal
Them say equal rights, so me kill two birds with one stone
Me tell you fi leave me alone
Flash you're being too vulgar again
Then tell these hoes that this is the end
You took that dirty weave out and left that one track in
They hype you in the studio, why the fuck you sent that track in
Why the fuck you still rapping
Taking naps on the beat, you stay lacking
That hoe better off stealing captions
Stupid ass bitch, I stole your fashion
I look better in it, just like glasses
Hold on, hold on, I'm still here
I shagged your girl Becca
Really don't know where I met her
She said her pussy really bland, so I added a little pepper
Flash Flash Flash Flash
Ayy, licky licky gyal, come suck off me cocky
Go do you BBL, so me cyah slap up your batty
Dutty dog, Dutty whore, Dutty bitch
You still a hate pon me you life wah fix
Okay, hold on, that was a little too vulgar
Let me spit in proper English and still kill ogres
Might I add, I think you're going out really really sad
A fuck up a check, please run up a bag
Hush up before I empty the mag
Face card valid and it's giving mag
Playing with your dick
Is better than paying with me
40k, 50k, right in the Bentley
Why are you pressed, do you have an issue
My hand's staying ready, mmm, jiujitsu
I be Liking, Latin niggas, spicy nut on my quesadilla
Eat that shit up like a Glorilla, my flow sick, mucho fria
Anyway, ni hao, my dick big and my booty go Brown
I'm the realest, the hardest, bitch, you's retarded
I'm cooking up gas at
That shit, stinking like I farted
Hit every target, you shopping at Target
Making my money, hitting every margin
Bankbook heavy, niggas ain't ready
Just like a viper, lyrics stay deadly
Ho, I'm not friendly, so I stay ready
If you got a problem, come at me directly
I got a white girl that will pop you, and her name is Leslie
Then she'll run you over, right in her Chevy
Yo, coochie smelly, you shower rarely
Sliding on the beat, it's giving oily
Slicing these hoes, you can call me Freddy
Ayy, boy, how much time me a go tell you
You is a likkle pickney, and you have fi go a school
You're too damn rude, yo mada should a beat, you
Just a dutty up your clothes, come let me teach you
Big hole boy and a big hole gyal
Them say equal rights, so me kill two birds with one stone
Me tell you fi leave me alone
Flash you're being too vulgar again
Then tell these hoes that this is the end
You took that dirty weave out and left that one track in
They hype you in the studio, why the fuck you sent that track in
Why the fuck you still rapping
Taking naps on the beat, you stay lacking
That hoe better off stealing captions
Stupid ass bitch, I stole your fashion
I look better in it, just like glasses
Hold on, hold on, I'm still here
I shagged your girl Becca
Really don't know where I met her
She said her pussy really bland, so I added a little pepper
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Writer(s): Rush Gordon
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