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Tre Onthe Beat yah Yah ay oou okay okay Yah Let's talk about this money nigga Cut to it[Chorus]I got bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank, ayy I got bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank, ayy[Verse 1]I be all about the cash (oou) Careless about some ass Sunning niggassteve nash, splash Hunnid Mph's on a dash, fast Lot a broke niggas hate me (yeah) Getting used to it lately (oou) Shoot up woman from Haiti Make me have to take it off safety, crazy (boom) Bad bitch, she Hispanic (yeah) But she nice, don't panic And her ass gigantic (yeah) Real bitch organic(splash, splash, wet, wet) I told you my neck and my wrist is Pacific Speedin' the Beamer might give me a ticket My financial statements be lookin' Terrific[Bridge]I finesse on the cash Put racks in the bank Backwoods full of dank, stank Henny coke for the drank (okay) They want to be my clone (yeah) DDG in the zone (yeah) Money all in my phone (yeah) I'm rich, I'm on[Verse 2]Same nigga from the yak (oou) But I never going back (yeah) Penthouse five racks, stack DDG on my neck, tat4K on the stu' All my shit brand new I been rappin' 'bout these hoes Lowkey got a boo[Chorus]I got bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank, ayy I got bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank, ayy[Verse 3]A-ATL for the show (oou) Meet and greet with your bitch, shit She keep knockin' on the door My homie hit, yeah we switch, stick Sippin' Henny, no vodka (yeah) And your bitch call me papa (mm) Ain't got time for no drama Bank account got commas (bands) Music blew overnight (splash) Hate when niggas wanna fight, light Give your main bitch the pipe (mm) And she wanna stay the night, sike Labels be calling (oou)' Cause they see a nigga on But I'm all about my bank (yeah) Can you offer me a comma?[Chorus]I got bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank, ayy I got bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank Bank, bank, bank, ayy[Bridge]I finesse on the cash Put racks in the bank Backwoods full of dank, stank Henny coke for the drank (okay) They want to be my clone (yeah) DDG in the zone (yeah) Money all in my phone (yeah) I'm rich, I'm on
Writer(s): Darryl Granberry Jr. Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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