Gangster Freestyle

Banks

[Verse 1]

These bitches talk a lot of shit but they don't put in that work

They chat and they lurk like they don't know I hit where it hurts

When I'm flying down to ends after pitching that dirt

I put it in first, pitch stick quick and disperse

Yeah, them bitches couldn't chat for me

I shut it down, wrap it all up like I'm bagging B

I'm naturally allergic to you faggots, got an allergy

Fuck a fake bitch, I've got niggas that bang for me

Couple pretty ladies but you know they're down to squeeze

Ain't watching face cah if I die I know they'll ride for me

Couldn't ride with me, see her ride for P's

I line it up and take my cut, bag it up, fly OT

Make it rain where a cloud that they under

Say they got guns but still ain't clapping no thunder

Put them all to sleep like they was having a slumber

Getting it in before I had my NI number

Cah the name's Ms Banks, had to announce it

Used to bag it all day when I was wrapping up ounces

Money, power, respect, yeah I'm about dis

Flow so sick there ain't a word to pronounce it

Me and my dons, yeah we've got the connection

Ain't no election, gotta respect them

Fake arse bitches on the road, we detect them

Let bullets slide all up in their rectum

[Bridge]

Haha, yeah, mad

I know bare people talking shit

They're speculators, they ain't putting in work

I've got niggas that do mad dirt, get me?

Listen

[Verse 2]

It's like I lost bare weight, I'm too skinny to be rocking these bitches

I open them up and I'll leave them in stitches

You're out for the name, baby girl I'm out for the riches

I ain't never gonna fall off, I'm moving consistent

All my bitches ambitious and they keep it persistent

We be destined for greatness, it's clear that we're going places

Niggas try to get at me but it's just like I'm resistant

I be catching some skwolla while you be catching some cases

They think I'm stuck up 'cause of every bitch that I cut up

I think they're pissed cah I stick to every word that I utter

Niggas call me their sister but I'm more like a brudda

Cah I get it however and I don't fuck with no suckers

Rap niggas, due to kill 'em

We're making moves on the ceiling

But we're forever winning

I'm due to make a hit, these pussies ain't got no collisions

Swag surfing, we rolling in some official linen