Lay Bankz - Ick

But we are in a sassy man apocalypse, so you know
The men going into they soft girl era
These niggas need to tighten the fuck up

[Verse 1]
Raw ass bitch, he might get salmonella
Red bottoms don't fit, I’m a hood Cinderella
Then he pulled up in a Prius, he's a broke man, tesla
Makin' me sick (Mm-mm) if it’s winter
I don't mean to judge off a first impression
Or his part time job at 7-Eleven
But he a broke ass peasant
Asking twenty-one questions
Smell the Axe on his body, bad bitch repellent

[Pre-Chorus]
(Ick) And he got bad credit
(Ick) And he got a foot fetish
(Ick) When he swiped his card it rejected
(Ick) All the real bitches get it
(Ick) DNR but he tryin' paramedic
(Ick) Mm-mm, flat-line, just dead it
(Ick) There ain't no comin' back when you get it
All the real bitches get it