Ew

I think that I'm gonna take a walk to the bank today

I'm gonna walk inside the bank today

I order a hundred, the truck on the way

I got a plug with the bank, ok

I'm in New York with a shank, ok

I put my wrist in the sink, ok

I turned the drink to drip, ok

I turned the drink to drip it

Ew, ew

Eh-eh, ew

Eh-ew

Ew-ew

Eh-eh, ew, ew

Eh-eh, ew, ew

Eh, ew

Ew, ew

She eat up that dick when she eat up that yogurt

She fuck with me, heard I gave away them Birkins

Don't give a bitch nothin', that is not my nurture

Be lucky enough if you was flyin' virgil (Yeah)

I do not fuck with not none of these people

These **** cheesy-cheesy, just like Doritos

My bitch is easy-breezy dressed in Moschino

These **** sucking up the drip like mosquito

I pop at your top, at your hat, at your beanie

I'm making you duck, well, this here Desert Eagle

I fuck on her back when she drop in a eagle

She a hard body, beetle

And I spike that punch, beetle

Nina got that juice, beetle

You can't join 'em, then beat 'em

Trap house have more hits than The Beatles

Jumpsuit I got on, Needles

Big' ain't match my drip, leave her

Damn, where the fuck the style when you need it?

Putting two pumps to his chest, call it cleavage

Bih' know I ball like the boy from Cleveland

Say you got dirty, but I know my dirty cleaner

Told me if I ever get her pregnant, better claim it

I am not Family Guy, bitch, I'm Cleveland

I think that I'm gonna take a walk to the bank today

I'm gonna walk inside the bank today

I order a hundred, the truck on the way

I got a plug with the bank, ok

I'm in New York with a shank, ok

I put my wrist in the sink, ok

I turned the drink to drip, ok

I turned the drink to drip it

Ew, ew

Eh-eh, ew

Eh-ew

Ew-ew

Eh-eh, ew, ew

Eh-eh, ew, ew

Eh, ew

Ew, ew

I snow I'm gettin' Even Steven

Fuck the cops, my boy in prison

I cannot fuck with no bitch with no vision

And you know that my toaster bring these Visvims

And you know bad bitch, mmm, need visa

Every, mmm, she Simpson, Lisa

Cup full of, mmm, can't have none either

Way she suck dick, you'll think she teethin'

Here you go ****, so pathetic

Inside of the vetty-yetty

Hoes always talkin' 'bout, "Are you ready?"

Bitch been ready, sayin' yes to daddy

And the Macbook match the MAC-11

Hellcat I'm in just hit 197

I don't wear glasses, so I can't respect you

Can't fuck with you if you don't got vision

I think that I'm gonna take a walk to the bank today

I'm gonna walk inside the bank today

I order a hundred, the truck on the way

I got a plug with the bank, ok

I'm in New York with a shank, ok

I put my wrist in the sink, ok

I turned the drink to drip, ok

I turned the drink to drip it

Ew, ew

Eh-eh, ew

Eh-ew

Ew-ew

Eh-eh, ew, ew

Eh-eh, ew, ew

Eh, ew

Ew, ew