Gibberish

[Verse 1] I pull up with Banks I put all my money in banks I do this shit like these girls would've wished But they never say thanks Bitches will hate when you're doing your thing I just don't understand Why they're so focused on me I guess that is the plan Touching up on my makeup Glad me and my enemies made up See these rumours there? They're all made up So I couldn't care about fakeness Couldn't care about haters Couldn't care about pagans Mind on my money, my money I love and it's real Just know that they're paying us Oh Jesus, I pray these bitches listen I pray for them Cause I just took this time out for a christening Give you a piece of my mind Just mind yourself when I'm on a mission Cause if you get in my way, I'll have something to say Nah, I'm not dissing Want a piece of that cake? You don't deserve a slice of me I can be bad, why would I front? You will never see that side of me [?] to the back seat, jump in the back Of the black cab and ride in me I will blow, I will, I will, I will You'll never get tired of me [Chorus] I've only been around for a little while I do my own thing, I've got my own style I've only been around for a little while I do my own thing, I've got my own style I, I, I, I wanna be, I, I, I I, I wanna be, I, I, I I, I wanna be, I, I, I I, I wanna be, I, I wanna be [Verse 2] [Chorus]