Laugh to the Bank

Baby give me a chance
And I promise you'll never wanna give you another
I been in a trance
Know my mind and my mental just fuck with each other
I get to the bands
Somewhere fucking the money up fucking yo momma
Blick in the pants
You get one chance to try me it won't be no others
Slide on a bitch but ain't slide for you brothers
Slide with a clip and a mask undercover
Keep lethal weapons like I'm Donald Glover
He ain't like that we'll blow his cover
50 shots anybody wanna run up
First nigga play with us he getting done up
Like I'm Thor keep a hammer
If a nigga wanna try me I bet he get hit with the thunder

She say I'm slinging a hammer
Leave yo bitch with me she'll need a walker ain't talking 'bout summer
We fuck 'til the sun up
I be dreaming bout money, wake up and just to get to the come up
I know I been humble
Know these bitches be flocking when they get to seeing the numbers
I be with with some gunners
Every nigga who with me a demon I dare em to run up
Glock turn em track-star, he a runner
It feel like nascar
On these tracks
I maneuver like fast cars
'Member they ain't think I would go that far
Now they love me
They told me go get my racks up
Now my racks up
I don't act tough
Got it on me
I ain't listen, they told me
On the way to top in this bitch it's gon' always be lonely

Baby give me a chance
And I promise you'll never wanna give you another
I been in a trance
Know my mind and my mental just fuck with each other
I get to the bands
Somewhere fucking the money up fucking yo momma
Blick in the pants
You get one chance to try me it won't be no others
Slide on a bitch but ain't slide for you brothers
Slide with a clip and a mask undercover
Keep lethal weapons like I'm Donald Glover
He ain't like that we'll blow his cover
50 shots anybody wanna run up
First nigga play with us he getting done up
Like I'm Thor keep a hammer
If a nigga wanna try me I bet he get hit with the thunder

They get em' gone in a flash, like he Barry Allen
On the dash, like a hundred thousand
My bitch bad, like it's Michael Jackson
In the bag, Mike Amiri fashion
I gotta get to the money I'm tryna touch numbers you only could try to imagine
I know all these bitches on me cuz I am the one and the only one up to the challenge
I know yo bitch wanna know me but I ain't old me so I feel like showing compassion
These niggas go hit they savings to flex with a bankroll, I get that shit on the backend
These niggas know they be hating, they pray I don't make it
I pray that them niggas mistaken
These niggas change in yo face in the blink of an eye in this game gotta know how to play it
I gotta stay 10 toes down
I gotta stick to the basics
Nigga run up get his face hit
Choppa get surgical give em facelift
Niggas say they want problems
Bet this four nickel Glock will clear everything up like it's LASIK
Niggas know they ain't bout it
I'm just somewhere out running the money up counting blue faces



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Ryan Ley, Nikolai Bjorn Lorenson, Exavius Tucker-shabazz
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