Project 3
I'm walking the bank in a LATX
I'm walking the bank in a LATX
I'm walking the bank in a LATX
Mr. Walking with the Racks
Alright,
Lil' Ace been flipping packs like, alright
This some real Za yeah you getting taxed
Boy if you talking real loud get whacked
Ace playing defense, fuck around and got a sack
Fuck Ace, Ace be tripping off that act
Take a bitch home, break her out, alright
Take a bitch home, break her down, yeah
I'm getting back
Yeah you say you getting money, lil' boy just quit the cap
I been stacking all this money, fuck around and spend the racks
Fuck it yeah I go and get the money, had to get it back
Ace give your bitch some dick and she don't know how to act
Real effy in this, uh, yeah
Real effy in this wood and this punching
You know Ace hop in the booth every time he punch in
Yeah I got some dog food, fuck around like lunchin
Yeah you say you want some money, fuck it bring a bunch in
You be smoking OG bitch, I got runtz in
If you don't got money in the hand, I ain't frontin
Glock 4.5, extended clip I'm dumping
Said you wanna be part of gang, we a jump in
Me & bro they serving out this 100, gotta us jump in
Half these niggas never had it bank, they be bluffing
Bitches ain't want me back then, alright
Bitches ain't want me back then, now they fucking
Knew lil' Swerv was a god, turning nothing into something
All these niggas broke as hell, why they sliding in the bucket
Sliding with his F & N and blow your shit like a
Sliding with the F & N and blow your shit out like a trumpet
Lil' Swerv never sweet, nigga ain't going for none
Kill a nigga, get him gone bout a month
Popping Perky's and, smoking coochie runtz
You know Mardo Vids gon' hop up on this beat and start snapping
I love talking shit, I never stop rapping
If I see the opps shoot them down, I have to get to clapping
Then they brothers start asking me what happened
Why you crying like a lil' bitch, I'll punch you in your lip
Damn, I'm finna go cop a zip
I'm MJ with the Mac, I hit him right in his hip
You know the Lord send me mail, you know I get that heaven sent
I be tripping off the act, that can really pay your rent
Why you talking to a bitch that set you up and got you bent
I'm not Captain Save A Ho, I'm not fucking Clark Kent
I ain't tripping bout a bitch, I'll buy another outfit
Say you getting back to that cheese, but I fucking doubt it
I would work the pussy out, but she don't got no mileage
I'll take that bitch home, she gon' give me knowledge
Told this bitch stay in school, but she ain't wanna go to college
I said I was gon' stick to that bag and I found it
Got more cheese than you ever get in your allowance
I sack blue chips, every time I gotta get it, I count it
I'm the Joker man, if you ever see me, I'm clowning
Alright,
I'm walking the bank in a LATX
I'm walking the bank in a LATX
Mr. Walking with the Racks
Alright,
Lil' Ace been flipping packs like, alright
This some real Za yeah you getting taxed
Boy if you talking real loud get whacked
Ace playing defense, fuck around and got a sack
Fuck Ace, Ace be tripping off that act
Take a bitch home, break her out, alright
Take a bitch home, break her down, yeah
I'm getting back
Yeah you say you getting money, lil' boy just quit the cap
I been stacking all this money, fuck around and spend the racks
Fuck it yeah I go and get the money, had to get it back
Ace give your bitch some dick and she don't know how to act
Real effy in this, uh, yeah
Real effy in this wood and this punching
You know Ace hop in the booth every time he punch in
Yeah I got some dog food, fuck around like lunchin
Yeah you say you want some money, fuck it bring a bunch in
You be smoking OG bitch, I got runtz in
If you don't got money in the hand, I ain't frontin
Glock 4.5, extended clip I'm dumping
Said you wanna be part of gang, we a jump in
Me & bro they serving out this 100, gotta us jump in
Half these niggas never had it bank, they be bluffing
Bitches ain't want me back then, alright
Bitches ain't want me back then, now they fucking
Knew lil' Swerv was a god, turning nothing into something
All these niggas broke as hell, why they sliding in the bucket
Sliding with his F & N and blow your shit like a
Sliding with the F & N and blow your shit out like a trumpet
Lil' Swerv never sweet, nigga ain't going for none
Kill a nigga, get him gone bout a month
Popping Perky's and, smoking coochie runtz
You know Mardo Vids gon' hop up on this beat and start snapping
I love talking shit, I never stop rapping
If I see the opps shoot them down, I have to get to clapping
Then they brothers start asking me what happened
Why you crying like a lil' bitch, I'll punch you in your lip
Damn, I'm finna go cop a zip
I'm MJ with the Mac, I hit him right in his hip
You know the Lord send me mail, you know I get that heaven sent
I be tripping off the act, that can really pay your rent
Why you talking to a bitch that set you up and got you bent
I'm not Captain Save A Ho, I'm not fucking Clark Kent
I ain't tripping bout a bitch, I'll buy another outfit
Say you getting back to that cheese, but I fucking doubt it
I would work the pussy out, but she don't got no mileage
I'll take that bitch home, she gon' give me knowledge
Told this bitch stay in school, but she ain't wanna go to college
I said I was gon' stick to that bag and I found it
Got more cheese than you ever get in your allowance
I sack blue chips, every time I gotta get it, I count it
I'm the Joker man, if you ever see me, I'm clowning
Alright,
Credits
Writer(s): Jamari S
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