Yeekies lyrics

[Intro]
(AP, you made this?)
Yeah, aight

[Verse: Mr. Bankroll & Heembeezy]
I need five bands, b*tch, to get a conversation out of me
Flexing thirty piece to all them n*ggas that done doubted me
b*tch, play with me, and I’ma come for her whole family
And honestly, this n*gga got some homosexuality
All these bad b*tches, think I hit the lottery
She ain’t wanna f*ck me back then, now she toppin’ me
Big chop, f*ck a n*gga look like robbin’ me?
b*tch, you know I keep a bankroll in these Robin Jeans
She was real innocent, I turned her to a sl*t
I said ‘I love you’ but I only said it just to f*ck
A pint of wock, hol’ on, let mе put this in my cup
Caught a opp in the function, finna shoot this sh*t up
Hm
Get out the way, I’m finna air this b*tch out
Shе was on her period, so I put it in her mouth
I started scamming, so I had to flock a house
He ain’t got no chip, that n*gga pockets in a drought
f*ckin’ n*ggas hoes, waitin’ ‘fore his b*tch to call back
Best believe we all straped
It’s me and n*gga, that’s eight pockets and they all full
All you gotta do is not snitch, and we all good
Hm
b*tch you see money when I talk
My b*tch pus*y wet, sound like squirt when she walk
b*tch, I’ma buy it, I’on care about the cost
I got money now, you might still catch me in the cross
’Do you trust me with yo’ bank account log in?’
Shut the f*ck up, this b*tch do too much talkin’
Ski mask, Fader hoodie, tryna fall in
Sucker kick this this b*tch out the whip, get to walkin’
b*tch tried to rub me out my pape’ then get lost
He’s wolfin’, b*tch you know I’m quick to set it off
The pus*y funny, now my di*k going soft
I need money, b*tch, rich conversation cost
I’on need nobody but my pistol and a condom
Squabble anybody, it’s yo’ daddy or yo’ mama
Put a n*gga in a suit and tie, like Obama
Sent her home in a taxi and not even with the Honda
Hm
n*gga thought we finna squabble, I want my head-busser
My whole gang full of demons, we don’t condone busters
He froze up with the Glock, he not a dome busser
Hit this grown b*tch from the back, I’m a mother-f*cker