The Bank

[Chorus:] [x2] Where the fuck you think I’m at? I’m at the bank If you're looking for a nigger I’m at the bank I’m at the wealth farm I’m at the B.O .A I’m at the Suntrust I’m at the church I’m at the wealth farm I’m at the B O A I’m at the Suntrust I’m at the church [Verse 1:] The realest nigger you ever met in your life before Game I beat them ten bands Take me off the child support Feeling like a new man These mills turning life unfold Brother in the feds He gonna fall and hold the sky in place Cause he fall Never regular Bout to make a movie Groupy bitches grab your cellular Instagram the bands Like the mother fuckers playing song Fuck it, if she bad Swear i'm gonna do the pussy roll Here's the plan Yea we gonna do the pussy roll Chop, chop, chop you're black on tint Each and every pussy go, money Everything is about the stash Stay stacking Sing to two How to fucking count it, so [Chorus] [x2] [Verse 2:] I’m at the wealth farm But when the fear of god I’m at the bank rolling my car goal I dear a nigger Try to come and take it I smoke his head like a marl brow We jump the line at the B.O.A Don’t need ID cause we VIP Early morning have a young nigger Hit the drop off truck for B.B.T I can’t see you Ray Charles Mack nineties Eight R’s Stop using my bank cards And started using my face card I be swapping cards like we swap bras And treating bitches like play toys If a nigger try to steal from me You can bet the K I make them pay for it Where the fuck you think I met him? At the bank bitch Hundred thousand kush Like a nigger wage bill At the restroom Nigger you ain’t taking shit I keep it on me Just in case you want a face lift [Chorus] [x2]