Lyrics:
Boo, I let you run the clock back
Fallin' in love? Oh never not that
Who you know who control where they gettin jocked at?
And in Vegas I'm hittin'
the sword
Heard police was looking for me, I'mma hide by abroad
Shootin stars in my pocket, bitch sit on my rocket
I'm wired off a socket, but still shockin
If I smoke a whole ounce and I don't even leave the house
I could look at my accounts and I don't see nothin' wrong
I'm unapologetic, you can tell by
(M1OnTheBeat)
O way or no way
Ayy, ayy
She's brucking her back she's making it clap
Ayy, Tell her come arch it B
My nigga like raw tip squeezin'
looking back cause love for granted I took that
Crying on your foot Mat hoping you would let me in
And though you heard my cries you still waved your
through the park
Shadowboxing in the dark
Then you came and caused a spark
That's a four-alarm fire now
I never made love by lantern-shine
I never
Yeah
It’s Bank
Yeah I’m back with some new shit
I put it all in this music
Two three four
Who’s that knocking at my motherfuckin’ doe
Hold up
Let’s
Yeah
It’s Bank
Yeah I’m back with some new shit
I put it all in this music
Two three four
Who’s that knocking at my motherfuckin’ doe
Hold up
Let’s
plays that's why she stays around
She said my love is for a bank account
I need big amounts, 4x4 new range in town
Money raining down, down, down
Twelve
at
My ops dome where im drilling at
White Lambo push the ceiling back
She wanna new ass, got her that
Then hit it up right from the back
I buss her tell
wish I was nose blind
If I take another whiff I'm gonna yack
Smelling like a barn when I hit it from the back
I got a horse cock so she love to blow me
of them hoes
I'm tryna fuck me thirty hoes by the end of this month
Ain't drive my Rolls Royce no more, I seen a fuck nigga in one
I heard some niggas
Baby, I'm on the road
But it's all good, though
I love you, love you, I'ma call right back
(That boy Cassius) but it's all good, it's all good
[Lil Wayne]
Squad up, squad up, fuck that nigga at the do`
Squad up, squad up, fuck that nigga at the back
Squad up, squad up, fuck y'all
[Lil
gang (Gucci gang)
Gucci gang, Gucci gang, Gucci gang (Gucci gang)
Spend three racks on a new chain (yuh)
My bitch love do cocaine, ooh (ooh)
I fuck
I'm headin' for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm
I'm headin' for the station with a pack on my back
I'm tired of transportation in the back of a hack
I love to hear the rhythm
cause they broke and I live lavish
Nigga not new to this shit I been had it
I only put trust in a bankroll niggas back stabbing
I got blue hunnids in my
on
I'll roll this blunt for you
[L-Burna]
Nigga, this my life
And I'm livin' the high life
And I love to smoke
And it really don't be right
If my weed
days
All’s well that ends well I’m back up to my dog ways
Thought I’d be w you for good but I guess you had enough
Said your love was all in but I guess
Ok we bust out the roof
Run around in my bulletproof coupe
Took some Ls but I never just lose
Love you all and take that to the tomb
I hit my move
wouldn't give it back
Fuck the love I'm chasing cash
Turn my sadness to the bag
Make me feel shikamaru
Girl you nothing but a drag
Repeat the same mistakes
I
till the bumb of brake
[Verse I]
I'm leaning back in my Chevy Impala hitting the curb
Swooping up all the homie's, see my doggs so I swerve
To the left
stolen
I know he needs it, cause he's beefing', after he gets 'em, ain't no coming back
I'm coming back better than my last
I got six albums in my bag
He
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