Banks

[Intro]

Yo man, shoutout to Banks, man

Absolutely just roasting Jake Paul

We had to come through with a track for ya

Jake Paul... Lick my balls man gimme them cheeks

Gimme your brother's cheeks

Gimme your mother's cheeks

Fuck it... Here we go

[Chorus: Jake Hill]

I've been out winning like Banks

Sending Jake Paul to a grave

Roasting that bitch every day

Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

I've been out winning like Banks

Sending Jake Paul to a grave

Roasting that bitch every day

Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

[Verse 1: Josh A]

Young Josh A saying fuck Team 10

Jake Paul's bitch ass getting roasted again

Sick of diss tracks but I'm back on the trend

Sick of whack raps, that shit has no end

I'll be rapping saying, word up to FaZe

I'll be going Super Saiyan like Banks

Jake about to get the minimum wage

I'll be going to the end of my days

Got the diamond, then you lost the diamond

All because FaZe Banks hit you back like Tyson

Had to fake the abuse for the views

Faker than your hairline and your shitty crew

Cancer for sympathy that was so shitty

Ghostwrote his verse and put "England my city"

Then lied to Ethan man I was like "Woah"

Your fanbase are morons and like 8 years old

Let me put it simple for you, bitch

I just don't fuck with you

Heard those bars they were weak hot ass

Man swear they smelled like poop

FaZe Banks for the win

Seein' right through ya Jake Paul, low-rent

I don't really fuck with you or your kin

Except your Mum, God Damn

[Chorus: Jake Hill]

I've been out winning like Banks

Sending Jake Paul to a grave

Roasting that bitch every day

Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

I've been out winning like Banks

Sending Jake Paul to a grave

Roasting that bitch every day

Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

[Verse 2: Jake Hill]

Jake Paul, ain't nothing changed

Sick of hearing your name, sick of seeing these lames

On my news feed, these nuisances

Team 10, so useless

First things first imma put them in the dirt

Yea we did it already

But motherfucker's never learn

Get burned bitch sit down

You and your friends...

Pieces of shit when will this ever end

Jake Hill, Josh A in the cut once more

Erika Costell that cunts a whore

No holdin' back yea Imma fuck them up

Cause I've had enough of these fucking cucks

Imma do it how I did it 2 months ago

Took out the trash, now it's back in circulation

On the verse I'm Satan with the words I'm sprayin'

Imma hit 'em with vengeance, got malicious intentions

By the end of the sentence, Imma leave em in trenches

Dress em up and rip out the stitches

Not personal, it's just business yea

One by one, won't leave a witness

[Chorus: Jake Hill]

I've been out winning like Banks

Sending Jake Paul to a grave

Roasting that bitch every day

Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

I've been out winning like Banks

Sending Jake Paul to a grave

Roasting that bitch every day

Ain't nobody fucking with Banks

[Outro]

(Children's voices)

Dab on the haters!

Yeah, Jake Paul is a savage!

I'm 11 years old (Me too!)

Team 10!

Team 10!

Team 10! (Fuck you, mom!)

Team 10!

Team 10!

Team 10! (I'm a fucking retard)

Team 10!

Team 10!

Team 10!

Team 10!

Team 10!

Team 10!