[Intro]
What?
I'm here, ain't no leaving
At the bank
Where it's green, I be greening
Yuh, racks, damn, wait
Holdup, wait
[Chorus]
I'm here, ain't no leaving
At the bank, nigga I'm greening
I'm focused on guap, nigga blue
How the fuck it was us, he ain't seen it
We a bunch of fat niggas like we eating
I was talking about my pockets though wym?
And I still might be sick, stay the fuck away from me
Studio wanted me out like I'm crazy
Damn
[Verse]
Still got a 9mil I ain't do no 380
These bitches not seeing me no more I'm taken
I swear to God I ain't doing no faking
He tryna run me, I'm the only one taking
He said he make plays but I'm something like Payton
Hе tryna run that one, the fuck was you thinking?
He triеd to roll back at the fact we bait him
I don't even know what to say to him
My mind was strictly on bankrolls
Still not over my lil fake hoe
If I catch your ass lacking it's OV (over)
These niggas keep asking for pictures
Truthfully I don't think he know me
[?]
I'm just playin' I shoot the whole knob off
[?]
She gon' eat this dick and get lockjaw
I pull up and take over shit like I'm hot sauce
I pull up in front on these bitch like I'm bold
They let me in with the fye he ain't notice
I bet your clique only run you for play though
I don't even wanna call her she want me to stay on
That ass been moving around like it's jello
There's so much ice in the game like a hail storm
I couldn't even see her after that it's I'm well gone
[?]
What the fuck nigga ass finna tell on?
Gang pop out like Jimmy and bottles
Wanna hang with gang its a nada
How much did you spend, I don't know its a lot though
Which one is her friend, I don't know she got bot hoes
Couldn't hit me in the crib with these socks on
BMX on the bike like I'm auto
Look it, I got anything like I'm Costco
Billie Jean she ain't me she for autos
What?
I'm here, ain't no leaving
At the bank
Where it's green, I be greening
Yuh, racks, damn, wait
Holdup, wait
[Chorus]
I'm here, ain't no leaving
At the bank, nigga I'm greening
I'm focused on guap, nigga blue
How the fuck it was us, he ain't seen it
We a bunch of fat niggas like we eating
I was talking about my pockets though wym?
And I still might be sick, stay the fuck away from me
Studio wanted me out like I'm crazy
Damn
[Verse]
Still got a 9mil I ain't do no 380
These bitches not seeing me no more I'm taken
I swear to God I ain't doing no faking
He tryna run me, I'm the only one taking
He said he make plays but I'm something like Payton
Hе tryna run that one, the fuck was you thinking?
He triеd to roll back at the fact we bait him
I don't even know what to say to him
My mind was strictly on bankrolls
Still not over my lil fake hoe
If I catch your ass lacking it's OV (over)
These niggas keep asking for pictures
Truthfully I don't think he know me
[?]
I'm just playin' I shoot the whole knob off
[?]
She gon' eat this dick and get lockjaw
I pull up and take over shit like I'm hot sauce
I pull up in front on these bitch like I'm bold
They let me in with the fye he ain't notice
I bet your clique only run you for play though
I don't even wanna call her she want me to stay on
That ass been moving around like it's jello
There's so much ice in the game like a hail storm
I couldn't even see her after that it's I'm well gone
[?]
What the fuck nigga ass finna tell on?
Gang pop out like Jimmy and bottles
Wanna hang with gang its a nada
How much did you spend, I don't know its a lot though
Which one is her friend, I don't know she got bot hoes
Couldn't hit me in the crib with these socks on
BMX on the bike like I'm auto
Look it, I got anything like I'm Costco
Billie Jean she ain't me she for autos
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