Free Mr. Banks Lyrics

[Intro]
You don't have no snakes or nothin', do you?
Man, I got snakes from one end of this house to the other (No, where?)

[Chorus]
Ayy, shit for real, no bap
These young niggas come and get you, you would just be gettin' home
I'll dog a ho down, put her name in a song
I had tried to leave the mob, but I got cold feet
Bentley truck, super tall, feel like nosebleeds
Book Tune? Cost a Maybach for the show fee
Ladies gangster, they drink syrup like OE
Early snakes kill the rats, FJG, haha
Ayy, ayy, uh (Slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt)
[Verse]
Young junkie, mama said her sister must've raised me
Cash run the world, I got to remind that shit to baby Ski
On my way to space, I asked that ho if she gon' wait for me
Same type of nigga to take from me, be the same one get a day from me
Big bro told me, "If you play for keeps, I'll go back-to-back, it's '83"
I'm tryna f*ck some paper up, then make it back, another spree She tryna make another me, that's why he like a son to me
That 'Rari truck, it's black and yellow and it look like a bumblebee
I'm high as f*ck, that ain't nothin' new, that's what they want from me
I'm tied up, in the M-O-B, I brought my son in it
And then I broke her heart in the Cullinan, she look up and remember it, oh

[Bridge]
Ayy, huh, shit for real, no bap
These young niggas come and get you, you would—, haha
Ayy, ayy, ayy, slatt
Free Jeff Gang

[Chorus]
Ayy, ayy, ayy, shit for real, no bap
These young niggas come and get you, you would just be gettin' home
I'll dog a ho down, put her name in a song
I had tried to leave the mob, but I got cold feet
Bentley truck, super tall, feel like nosebleeds
Book Tune? Cost a Maybach for the show fee
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Early snakes kill the rats, FJG
[Outro]
Slatt