Gibberish

[Verse 1]
I pull up with Banks
I put all my money in banks
I do this shit like these girls would've wished
But they never say thanks
Bitches will hate when you're doing your thing
I just don't understand
Why they're so focused on me
I guess that is the plan
Touching up on my makeup
Glad me and my enemies made up
See these rumours there? They're all made up
So I couldn't care about fakeness
Couldn't care about haters
Couldn't care about pagans
Mind on my money, my money I love and it's real
Just know that they're paying us
Oh Jesus, I pray these bitches listen
I pray for them
Cause I just took this time out for a christening
Give you a piece of my mind
Just mind yourself when I'm on a mission
Cause if you get in my way, I'll have something to say
Nah, I'm not dissing
Want a piece of that cake?
You don't deserve a slice of me
I can be bad, why would I front?
You will never see that side of me
[?] to the back seat, jump in the back
Of the black cab and ride in me
I will blow, I will, I will, I will
You'll never get tired of me

[Chorus]
I've only been around for a little while
I do my own thing, I've got my own style
I've only been around for a little while
I do my own thing, I've got my own style
I, I, I, I wanna be, I, I, I
I, I wanna be, I, I, I
I, I wanna be, I, I, I
I, I wanna be, I, I wanna be

[Verse 2]

[Chorus]