BANK

Uh, haha, hahaha
Yeah, haha, yeah, haha
Yeah, yeah, yeah, haha
Yeah, haha, yeah, haha
Yeah, ayy, ayy

Bitch, kick rocks (Bitch), got on Gucci socks (Bitch)
Niggas fooey, huh (Huh), I keep that fully, huh (Uh-huh)
Too much ice up in my veins, catch a body in LA
Toss his body in that lake, yeah, you niggas truly fake (Grah)
Chilling in the grass, see you niggas is some snakes
Got too many opps, can't tell the real ones from the fakes (Woo)
In love with the money, so I iced out my chain (Ice)
Big duffel bag, bitch, I'm laughing to the bank (Haha, haha)

Pull up with the full metal chrome (Uh-huh)
Iced out, blue water diamonds on my phone (Uh-huh)
Iced out (Bah), semi-auto to your dome (Yeah)
We gon' run-up in your spot like it's Home Alone (Grah, grah, grah)
Yeah, I know hella niggas mad as fuck (Uh-huh)
'Cause I made it out, steady counting up my bucks (Cha-ching)
Now I'm fucking on your bitch in that Bentley truck
Got an MP5 on my waist, keep it tucked (Grah, grah, grah)
Ayy, ayy, I got the motherfucking AK
I take a perc to numb the pain
I could care less 'bout what you say
I don't give a fuck, lil' nigga, you lame
Upping that .30, I'm letting it spray (Bah)
Upping that .40, I'm letting it bang (Bah)
Why the fuck niggas be testing my gang? (Bah)
Ayy, you fucking with opps
Can't be loving on randoms thots
I'm a custodian with that mop
Catch me outside in the field with the mob
Looking 'round town for a jit we could rob
In this for life, ain't no way we gon stop
Lil' nigga know that I'm reppin' the block
Huh? Bitch

Bitch, kick rocks (Bitch), got on Gucci socks (Bitch)
Niggas fooey, huh (Huh), I keep that fully, huh (Uh-huh)
Too much ice up in my veins, catch a body in LA
Toss his body in that lake, yeah, you niggas truly fake (Grah)
Chilling in the grass, see you niggas is some snakes
Got too many opps, can't tell the real ones from the fakes (Woo)
In love with the money, so I iced out my chain (Ice)
Big duffel bag, bitch, I'm laughing to the bank (Haha, haha)
Bitch, kick rocks (Bitch), got on Gucci socks (Bitch)
Niggas fooey, huh (Huh), I keep that fully, huh (Uh-huh)
Too much ice up in my veins, catch a body in LA
Toss his body in that lake, yeah, you niggas truly fake (Grah)
Chilling in the grass, see you niggas is some snakes
Got too many opps, can't tell the real ones from the fakes (Woo)
In love with the money, so I iced out my chain (Ice)
Big duffel bag, bitch, I'm laughing to the bank (Haha, haha)

Big duffel bag, bitch, I'm laughing to the bank
Haha, haha
Big duffel bag, bitch, I'm laughing to the bank



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Writer(s): Greg Ermashov, Jose Cruz Iii
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