Banks Flow Lyrics

Sheesh

Banks Flow

Banknote, Look

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Back in the kitchen I'm cooking

She with all her friends

I see that they looking

They want me to show

Then send half for the booking

Did it the best when they said that I couldn't

Now they upset at me

I got to shit on 'em now

Though I said that I wouldn't

Kicked down the door

Got my foot in

Nah I ain't showing up bitch you Ain't got no class Im hooking

There go that Banks shit

Stand up man I'll come lay em down and make all dem man do that lil plank shit

Call the platoon we coming to tank shit

Ask what the problem was niggas like Ain't Shit

The Fuck?

Me and Skippa rolling out a big bag

Lot of shells the .40 hold a big mag

You can get em free

It's like a gift bag

Most these niggas ain't got knowledge of self

You old as hell copying his swag

We come up out the struggle we had to divi up the crumbs

Bottom of the chip bag

Now I be clean when you see me like every hour I go take me a quick bath

Niggas keep on talking bout he get cash

One of these hoes gone put him in a trick bag

Man I'm telling you

Huh

I ain't smoking no Backwoods, we ain't got Bambus go get a Zig Zag

Baby got good top I call her whiplash

I'm in my own lane won't let the whip crash

I hold my own weight

You need a gym pass

I do my own thing

You niggas Kiss ass

God will forgive but I won't 'cause see I'm not no empath

Back in the kitchen I'm cooking

She with all her friends I see that they looking

They want me to show

Then send half for the booking

Did it the best when they said that I couldn't

Now they upset at me I got to shit on em now though I said that I wouldn't

Kicked down the door got my foot in

Nah I ain't showing up bitch you Ain't got no class Im hooking

There go that Banks shit

So, the over standing is

I hear a sizzla for our rise

And dey and dem for eye & eye

To sit down together and come Together as one!

One harmony and One body and one structure

Yeah man mek me show ya this

Alright