Bank/S!P TODAY
I just been, breaking the bank
I just been, breaking the bank
Whole lotta of racks, they came in a tank
Whole lotta of racks, they came in a tank
I pop a X to start up the day
I pop a X to start up the day
Opp bitch, she give up the face
Feeling like john wick, kill a nigga 'bout my dawgs any day
Hood say kazi like bin laden, riding 'round with a big ass K'
Not ovo, i'm talking 'bout drakes
Gang hit 'em up, in broad day
Baby tell me how you love me, then fuck on the bro
I was just sitting in da crib, pouring up the daily four
Chase that bag, 'cause i know it ain't gon' fold
Sip codine 'cause it numb the pain from these hoes
Monetize da pain that's just been the motto
Riding 'round with a K', if i forget it then my life is gone
Feeling like these hoes can't leave my heart alone
Been thru so much pain, but my momma told me to stay strong
Sipping on codine, i gotta get high to make these songs
Remind hitting stains, hoping i make it home
Still screaming free my brother quan, they don't want 'em home
Since he got lock up, for our family i put on
Wake up pour up tris, i ain't sipping wock today
Riding with a big ass k, run up its gon be rip yo way
See a opp, and i send em to heaven gates
Choppa gon' a blow nigga like he gay
Hollow tips, send em all his way
Hollow tips make em flee on skates
I just been, breaking the bank
Whole lotta of racks, they came in a tank
Whole lotta of racks, they came in a tank
I pop a X to start up the day
I pop a X to start up the day
Opp bitch, she give up the face
Feeling like john wick, kill a nigga 'bout my dawgs any day
Hood say kazi like bin laden, riding 'round with a big ass K'
Not ovo, i'm talking 'bout drakes
Gang hit 'em up, in broad day
Baby tell me how you love me, then fuck on the bro
I was just sitting in da crib, pouring up the daily four
Chase that bag, 'cause i know it ain't gon' fold
Sip codine 'cause it numb the pain from these hoes
Monetize da pain that's just been the motto
Riding 'round with a K', if i forget it then my life is gone
Feeling like these hoes can't leave my heart alone
Been thru so much pain, but my momma told me to stay strong
Sipping on codine, i gotta get high to make these songs
Remind hitting stains, hoping i make it home
Still screaming free my brother quan, they don't want 'em home
Since he got lock up, for our family i put on
Wake up pour up tris, i ain't sipping wock today
Riding with a big ass k, run up its gon be rip yo way
See a opp, and i send em to heaven gates
Choppa gon' a blow nigga like he gay
Hollow tips, send em all his way
Hollow tips make em flee on skates
Credits
Writer(s): Durrel Robinson Jr
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