BANKER - Intellectual

[Intro]

Huh, yeah

Huh

Fried like some bacon

Bad bitch, she Haitian

Said that she was taken

But she wanna taste it, yeah

Yeah, gotta get rich for that

Bitch wanna play tit for tat

Pop pill like Tic and Tac

Want smoke, get blitz attacked

I got racks, baby, in the fuckin' bank, yeah

Bitch actin' bad, she want me to spank her

She make food, clean the whole house, thank you

You can mouth-fuck me, play the banker

She a demon girl, think that bitch Satan

You know I be on drugs, baby, like what you sayin'?

You know I be on drugs, baby, why you keep complainin'?

You know Redda go up, if you do this, you faintin'

Huh, not in love with the plug, in love with that shit I'm drinkin'

Huh, know I be on drugs, know the drank got me sinkin'

Ain't gotta be rich for that

Took a L, go get it back

Like what's that smell? That shit it smacks

That boy smokin' on shitty packs

I get high, baby, I'm a outerspacer

She a demon girl, drunk without the chaser

Uh, I could pull up, 'gatti, but I'm not a faker

Huh, I could rob the bank, no gun to banker

Uh, call her blue nose, yeah, that bitch a cranker

Uh, but she act like who knows, man, that bitch a tanker