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