banks, azealia
the chill$
 i'm a pay check checka homewrecka somethin' like an open panel leather in cold weather with no sweater no cheddar is no pleasure he won't even get to eat the box if it gets wetter see an opportunity to hop if the chips better but i ain't a fat bitch i'm a go getta let a chick come to war i'm a go get her and feed her ass to my bitches like old dinner right off the bat i got ya nigga pullin' shit outta hat cause i can look em in the face while i'm arching my back check his microphone suck the gristle off his bone like tryna quench your thirst to get your hands on his phone that i don't condone he's fucked up he ain't right and a bitch is prone to lay back and take pipe fuck the drama i'm too pretty for a fist fight keep my money comin' and i keep all of my lips tight your tonque is sharp but i miss the taste of it (they be puttin' up the digits if he if he wanna hit it if he if he wanna hit it if he if he wanna hit it) you say time heals there's not enough of it (be puttin' up the digits if he if he wanna hit it if he if he wanna hit it if he if he wanna hit it) i be takin' brother's cousin's uncles like the war in iraq i eat his cabbage like a savage then i'm sending it back to his wife you ain't a lot of oxygen in his wallet if you tryna fuck with banks you better make a deposit i be herpin' niggas early like they tryna cop supreme hats but i do switch up for the buck like homie let me see that always strap up for the fuck he could be where disease at and a dude like us he can touch but i ain't tryna conceive that you got them demons in you semen nigga keep that one drop of that white stuff can severly fuck my life up and you know i keep my site up and all i see is fetty no i don't need no babies and no rabies in my belly adoption ain't an option; strap up or pack up try somethin' slick and get your dick hacked up so you can either hit the door in peace or watchin' me hit the floor in pieces believe this pussy be the x but i don't pop pills i put it on his top lip like "got milk? " wetter than the sea a nigga might need gills the type of shit that make a dude wanna pay bills next thing you know he got me written in his will and i'm waiting on the day that i can come off with the mill niggas offer me shit like they all a bunch of buddhists but i ain't a golddigger i'm a fuckin' opportunist