AND DID

Lay Bankz

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    They don't be speakin' my language
    Face beat, fingernails get dangerous
    Four flat, I be chasing that bag
    I be on they ass when it come to my payments
    Whole-time, bitches tryna be famous
    I don't name drop, bitches be nameless
    No brain on top of this whip
    These bitches be birds and these niggas be brainless

    Yuh, how do I feel? I look like a mil'
    He talkin' 'bout let's build, I sent him the bill
    Like let's be for real, a deal is a deal
    I bring out that f—, they bring out the wheel
    Paper tag posse, this shit is a steal
    I don't veneers on my teeth or a grille
    Pearly white smile, this shit worth a mil'

    The face is real
    The shape is there
    The waist, the lace, they snatched, it gives
    The look, it gives
    I be packin' these bitches, they mid
    Got a bag on these bitches, I did
    Sit and laugh at these niggas, I kid

    Steppin' in the trenches with my heels on 'cause I'm classy (Oh)
    Lyin' like you hit it, kept it cute and did him nasty (Oh)

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    They don't be rappin', I just wrapped the wagon
    Got niggas I'm draftin', that's athletes
    (And did, huh, and is, bitch)

    Bonnet on the head, still look good as shit (What?)
    Pussy on yo' nose, that's your favorite scent (What?)
    Nani on his head, it didn't leave a dent (What?)
    Bitches throwin' shade, keep it five-percent (What?)
    These hoes be barkin', they lap dogs (What?)
    The price of this Birkin would slap y'all (What?)
    This shit that I'm packin', fuck 'round, leave you flashing (What?)
    These lil' hoes be talkin' with caps on

    The face is real
    The shape is there
    The waist, the lace, they snatched, it gives
    The look it gives
    I be packin' these bitches they mid
    Got a bag on these bitches I did
    Sit and laugh at these niggas, I kid

    Steppin' in the trenches with my heels on 'cause I'm classy (Oh)
    Lyin' like you hit it, kept it cute and did 'em nasty (Oh)

    They don't be rappin', I just wrapped the wagon
    Got niggas I'm draftin', that's athletes
    (And did, huh, and is, bitch)

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    Composition: Derrick Milano, Lay Bankz, Jake & Jared, and Modesty

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