Financial Analyst ft. LARKY Lyrics

I flip more than burgers

I'm on shift selling buds to the managers

And every man and his dog know

You go north for the city's best cannabis

She see the jewels and shoes

But really don't know that it ain't all glamorous

She can't help but stare at the paper

Call her a financial analyst

Said I cant do this cos I ain't got melanin

But I been killing this shit it's evident

They been sleeping on me I been telling em

But they wait till I get too prevalent

White boy end careers for the hell of it

Just what I do when I'm in my element

Bars fly past just too intelligent

Flow so clean you can hear the evidence

New kid done stepped on the scene

But I bet your girlfriend heard of me

Don't try telling me different stop that cap call that shit perjury

No college, bad bitch giving me knowledge

Just got my third degree

Real talk I been on the top but all you cunts been stuck in tertiary

Louis V shoes they came from France

And the new whip straight from Germany

Real talk I'm floating on Venus

Lost my way off the Runtz and Mercury

JD gone take that wheel swear down gone end my night in the infirmary

How you struggle to flip a few Qs while me and my team move shit commercially

I flip more than burgers

I'm on shift selling buds to the managers

And every man and his dog know

You go north for the city's best cannabis

She see the jewels and shoes

But really don't know that it ain't all glamorous

She can't help but stare at the paper

Call her a financial analyst

Said I cant do this cos I ain't got melanin

But I been killing this shit it's evident

They been sleeping on me I been telling em

But they wait till I get too prevalent

White boy end careers for the hell of it

Just what I do when I'm in my element

Bars fly past just too intelligent

Flow so clean you can hear the evidence

Drop a track like missile ballistic

Mystic pinging off of three pink biscuits

Like a bueg about to go rip this

Me and Jay on a track Cataclysmic

Kicking back with a big spliff lit this

Influenza Infected with sickness

MD in my drink just a tid bit

Pupils off the rip after I sip this

Spin a beat and get intricate into this

Explicit what I speak on illicitness

Im slumped off my tits in the blissfullness

I'm in the stars how the fuck I'm still ripping this

Mic stand sitting up to my chin

Put the headphones on and I'm spitting it meticulous

Too many cones and I wipe off my chin

Cos I threw up my lunch in the sink ridiculous

Fuck

I'm in a bando

More grilled than a box of the Nando's

Putting paint on a wall with a can

Of the export and I'm strung out as a banjo

The kickons wasn't good enough if someone didn't have to go call the ambo

Cos one of the bros got more fried than a overheated engine on a Lambo

I flip more than burgers

I'm on shift selling buds to the managers

And every man and his dog know

You go north for the city's best cannabis

She see the jewels and shoes

But really don't know that it ain't all glamorous

She can't help but stare at the paper

Call her a financial analyst

Said I cant do this cos I ain't got melanin

But I been killing this shit it's evident

They been sleeping on me I been telling em

But they wait till I get too prevalent

White boy end careers for the hell of it

Just what I do when I'm in my element

Bars fly past just too intelligent

Flow so clean you can hear the evidence