Tech N9ne
All The Way To the Bank
[Verse 1: Viking Barbie]
I'm a man eater, born leader, diva
Grim reaper, heavy hitter, Derek Jeter
Waving to my haters with just a middle finger
Y'all don't wanna play with me, I wouldn't either
All American dirtbag, white trash off the meter
Flowing back that bass, twerking in my wife beater
Pussy cleaver, yeah, you know you got the fever
And I'm runnin', runnin', runnin' these hoes with my feet up

[Chorus: Viking Barbie & Tech N9ne]
Look who's laughing now
Look who's laughing now
Bet you shut your mouth
Bet you shut your mouth
Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha, all the way to the bank
(All the way to the bank)
I'm going hahaha, hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha, all the way to the bank
(All the way to the bank)

[Verse 2: Viking Barbie]
I'm a monster, bar sutter, I came to slaughter
Martyr, Joan of Arc, the white Carta
Spittin' magic, Slytherin, I'm Harry Potter
Look like Harley Quinn but no joke, I'm Bane's daughter
Ares incarnate, worship at my altar
Body ethereal like the gods brought her
Elixir de la vida, yeah, that flow water
I'm a giant Goliath, my diamonds are brain harvard
[Chorus: Viking Barbie & Tech N9ne]
Look who's laughing now
Look who's laughing now
Bet you shut your mouth
Bet you shut your mouth
Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha, all the way to the bank
(All the way to the bank)
I'm going hahaha, hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha, all the way to the bank
(All the way to the bank)

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
Seriously though
Ayy, I get the money and then I flip that shit
Can't get it from me, I get a grip that stick
Nobody sicker than us
We gon' deliver enough and clip that bitch
They givin' me more checks, the quicker the flow gets
When I get to rippin', the bitches wishing to blow Tech
They itching to throw neck, mission to go fetch
[?] like it was a Bowflex
'Cause I'm a hell of a rhymer
Double time dumping designer
Nobody be coming close to when I be rippin' the "Speedom", keep people behind us
You can find us at the top of the line, bruh
If you wicked then climb up
They really love when the N9ne buss
When I spit, hit your bitch with the mind kcuf
Heard 'em when they said I'm washed up
Negative n***as always talking stop stuff
But what I had in me was not luck
It was somethin' tellin' me get my guap up
Got up, locked up in the studio
With the killers on the block
Just— gettin' hogged up on a lot of pot puffs
And drinkin' hella fuckin' liquor, I'm like a rotgut
So look who's laughin', and look who cashed in
I never be trippin' because of buku bashin'
The buboo rappin', the nuku blastin'
Is another way cuzzin we get the soo-woo happenin'
Tecca N9na makin' true chips
Play me then I empty two clips
We do really never do tricks
Countin', laughin' at you bitch
[Chorus: Viking Barbie & Tech N9ne]
Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha, all the way to the bank
(All the way to the bank)
I'm going hahaha, hahaha, hahaha
Hahaha, all the way to the bank
(All the way to the bank)

[Outro: Viking Barbie & Tech N9ne]
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
(All the way to the bank)
Ha ha ha ha
Ha ha ha ha
(All the way to the bank)