Bank Play - Intellectual

[Intro]

Come on

I'm damn rich

I got a play at the bank right now, this shit so sweet

On a 7-day grind, I'm a touch more than 50

It's almost 100 in just one week

Niggas can't make body with 2500, I spent that on shoes just to put on my feet

You had a chain and got took off your neck, and you didn't get back, get out the streets

I got real pape I can put on a nigga y'all know who to play with, it's just not me

Y'all put in the crib, we ain't seen y'all since **** got hit with a ARP

You paid all that money to buy that chain, just for somebody to wear it for free

I'm not a rapper, get active in person, the clothes on my body, I got it for free

That's what it sound like, beefing with me

Another dead body got left in the street

Go put up a bucket, it's not looking good for y'all, girl grab a gun and go put on your ski

I thought Charles was gonna kill me on sight **** died I want a cop, please

You fell off, now you want to tap in

I don't work with bitch ass niggas who lie in their songs and don't get back for thеir friends

You're on Facebook bеgging for rides

I got to choose from a Urus or Benz

You wear cheap ass glasses you got from the mall, I wear Cartier lens

My life good, I sit in my mansion and chill and watch your dumb ass get sent up

Y'all keep saying y'all miss him bad, we might go dig his dead ass up

All them weak ass disses he was putting out was the reason he got sent up

Everybody on y'all side be dying And shit go and hang that street shit up

10k cash, you can't show that

I bet you wish you could still do that

Your chain got took, you bought a fake one from the mall

This shit starting to get sad

Y'all need to stop lying to hoes with this moissanite shit it's starting to make me mad