Janky lyrics

[Verse 1]
She love me, love me not, but I rather hug the block
Whips are foreign features, Big Creature like the juggernaut
Open the flood gates with Easy tryna flood the Wock'
Gucci pants flooding up in Flood's with a flooded watch
Sat back and let 'em eat each other, I just love to watch
But baby, when you talk that money to me, that sh*t rub the spot
Mr. Lover Loverman, Boldy Shabba Ranks
97k on me cash, look like I robbed a bank
No dye packs, bridges full of Iraqs
To sum it all up, I'm Slick Rick without the eyepatch
Complainin' 'bout this new sh*t, this ain't thе same dope
Prada di*kies with a brickiе in my Fendi raincoat
Money long as train smoke, crushed Space-Dweller
Touching all these cheddie, should've been a f*ckin' bank teller
But me and my n*ggas will tool this sh*t, whole life in prison
Pull up on driver side of your whip, no roadside assistance

[Chorus]
I got Mr. Ben Franklin givin' n*ggas spankings
Letter to you and your mans, sh*t look like them n*ggas planking
I owe you, it's only us, sh*t, we be really cranking
I'm quick to call a n*gga bluff, I think them n*ggas prankin'
Left wrist Russian cut, it look like I shanked it
Right wrist suicide attempt, trap look like I'm bankin'
Ran off on the plug but this time, he feel like I ganked him
Brodie lost a fifty at the Nino but he feel like I'm janky
What else?
[Verse 2]
The weed I smoke is stanky
Make sure I took time out my day to pray to God and thank him
Don't know how many pills he taking or what n*ggas dranking
All I know how much that I spend and how much that I'm making
We came from shaking flakes, slapping, trapping out of vacants
Eihty-eight racks inside the mattress, two-sixty in the basement
I'm lettin' n*ggas have it, depend on the situation
Little bro just got time added, witness intimidation
This fully 'matic get to wreak havoc, you get to quaking
Caught a line on the grub hub, I wonder what it's taking
Slim reaper, quick to put them drum rollers in rotation
Big Creature, f*ck about a feature, n*gga, no faking
n*ggas getting robbed left and right, they making donations
Cutter on the low that made that ho cough up your location
Deadly force, fire from the torch, I'm a whole Satan
Slow pacing, walking n*ggas down like the old Jason

[Chorus]
I got Mr. Ben Franklin givin' n*ggas spankings
Letter to you and your mans, sh*t look like them n*ggas planking
I owe you, it's only us, sh*t, we be really cranking
I'm quick to call a n*gga bluff, I think them n*ggas prankin'
Left wrist Russian cut, it look like I shanked it
Right wrist suicide attempt, trap look like I'm bankin'
Ran off on the plug but this time, he feel like I ganked him
Brodie lost a fifty at the Nino but he feel like I'm janky
What else?